Ever since,
My Love!
You left for another place
of choice;
My place too turned
so strange
Yeah,
Passionate Birds
Once we were
And Paradise was
Our only Nest
Myriad songs of
Rejoice and remorse
Were all heard with
Zest so high
Nothing to stop us
and absolutely nothing was
Amiss;
Amidst us
As many
We too walked
On furious fire and flowers fragrant;
Sailed through
Salient Seas and treacherous tornados
We even flied
Over celestial clouds
And traitorous thunders
Together,
My Dear!
All together
Un-moving, unshakable,
Hand-in-hand, sight-in-sight
Step-in-step and
Breathe-in-breathe
Was all indeed
A dainty sojourn!
Be it beauty, or bliss
Be it peace, or perfect harmony
Be it pledge, or solemn promise
Be it love, or tender caress
Was bestowed upon in affluence
Be it any place
My Lord!
No matter where
On Earth or Heaven!
Sans my presence
For sure;
you will be
As strange as me
As solitary as me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a sad and sweet bidding adieu...soon you will be able to catch up with your 'bird' once again! nice romantic write Chandra...your poem talks there! 10