May Afternoon Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

Undisputable is nature's memory
When it comes to execute a thing not in hurry
Past three, past four, past five
And it's precisely an afternoon brief
Cordial to nature
Hostile to robin and all others
Ready to dislodge her home divine
And litter streets with leaves brown and green
An overcoat of earth fumbles
Displaced to embrace each other in humbleness
Eyes twinkle and ears stunned
At the sight of lightning and thunder cloud
People scurrying hither and thither
To a shelter safer
Passing by then is an evening angel
Who being scared turns to Jehovah to appeal
Lord, is this the afternoon prayed for?
That you beckon sometimes storm and sometimes Zephyr
To kill or dream up our playful afternoons
On hearing the supplication
Clouds above get shy
And transformed to turquoise is the sky
Only a quite breeze and a small drizzle lash
To affirm that somewhere in torrents it showers
Whether adrift foretells the onset of monsoon
Or a foretaste of something like that, can't tell this afternoon
Though souls return home blessed with an evening cool
To decorate night with many a dream to see a morning so blissful