J T Jayasingh

Rookie - 23 Points (17-10-1972 / Kanyakumari)

A Dream - Poem by J T Jayasingh

In the dewy spring mornings
He walked with her
Through the wild gardens,
Chasing butterflies.
He felt the warmth of
His own blood
While holding her hands.

When the milky moon
Spread its cool light,
He told unknown tales
To her twig like ears.
Her heart beat with his
All through the night
While lying on his arms.

In the long gloomy eves
Her tender lips rubbed off
His lonely soul’s tears.
With drizzling of love
Overflowing from his heart,
He wet her day and night.

Later in a misty December
He wandered lonely
In valleys and plains
Wet by the morning dew.
Then he asked a cuckoo,
Doe and jasmine
About his only lovely sister,
“Have you seen the girl
Who has a childish face
Which can erase my sins,
Who has a pearly laugh
Which can thrill my soul,
Who has a divine scent
Which can enthrall my sense?
But before they told an answer
Alas, he missed her! Missed her!
For all was a dream! !

-J T Jayasingh

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 18, 2009

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