Winters gouged me out
from the precincts of life
Winters appeared unrelenting
And I believed in its
permeating permenance.
Life was sterile and
I wallowed in lamentations
I ceased to believe
that summers are ever
within my grasp.
I bled from million dots
in the rugged body
Wintry, chilly and I
became a frozen fossil
That bid adieu to life
Ages and ages ago.
And when I got intimations
of summer I started to melt
Then I became water
And got poured into
a shapeless container.
Then without my knowledge
I got shape or rather shapes
And I appeared in
myriad avatars and avidly
acted out with ecstasy
My chosen roles.
Is this summer also transient
Seasons are transient
I know, I know very well.
But I shudder about another
Winter which will fossilize me.
Let me have a fill of this
summer to my heart's content
I won't be satiated
And I don't want even
a bit of shade.
I want to remain in
this summer forever
Being part of it
Never aspiring to be
a summer myself.
O winter don't come back
Don't come slyly
without soundless footsteps
I will resist to the hilt
if you attempt to take me back
I will remain in this summer
Forever and ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful summer in million of hopes. Nicely drafted.