In My Home, For Your Swan… Poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak

Pain and pain all the way
Either it is night or a day

When I was sailing on cloud nine
You called me and said you are mine
Suddenly what that happened…!
You thrown a bunch of sky on my face-
And asked, “Are you fine? ”

For me you are living lord
I can wear the battle sword
What made you to make the trick…!
Without pistol, without fight-
Killed me throwing simple word!

Still waiting for the dawn
Whole the night on my lawn
Hopping, you may back to me again…!
I am still alive with the pain-
In my home, for your swan…

19th Feb.09