My Unfaithful Beloved Poem by Ratan Bhattacharjee

My Unfaithful Beloved

So I took her to the sea resort
thinking she was mine
but it seems she had a boy friend
I said ‘Dear, I don’t mind, ’tis fine.

The lamp of the sky went out,
The round disc of moon
Fades out in the Western sky
My moon, my everyone’s moon.

I oped her eyelids I touched her golden hair
She slept on the lea
And no one was there.

The hyacinth petals were shed
Which the green leaves did hide.
Her song still is felt like silk fragments
She looked so fair.

I still recall her face
Her skin smooth as shell
It’s shining brilliantly like crystals
Pure as the toll of the evening bell

She was fair but not white
She was a just a woman
And nothing more
She was like the sea
true to everyone
I took her to the seashore.