Longing Poem by Somnath Sarkar

The meadow reverberates with delightful pleasing harmony………….
The little brook meanders and dances over polyphony;
Remember the distant mountains surpassed with drizzling snow,
Through the flurry of iciness in night, we came alone.

The desolate land in some way quivers up our spine,
Echo of jungle, calls of the wild coalesce with allegheny vine;
The jagged uneven trail twist and turn as we stumble by tree line………….
The early sun, morning calls, we find the forest glade sign!

You shiver delicately in the cold as I drape my wrap just about you;
Your tender cold lips look for warmth searching for my cuddle high up;
Long have I sought you through blizzard, gale and rain,
Lingering sorrows night and days, aching heart, bottomless pain!

The log cabin on the glade has kept me living for how many days?
The silence of your dream came to me in speechless ways;
Victuals I lived on were wild and little morning jays,
I was head over heels in love, nobody was granted, but love!

The warmth of the cabin has thawed the cold, hear the song…….
Waltzing by the firelight, reliving your love this is where you belong;
How content this isolated abode is to illumine your love,
I am fond of you; but not, till now, so much I'll live on love! !

My love is as a fever, longing till I propose to achieve her…………….
In my slumber did haunt your beauty which comes to lie together,
The field-bed is too cold for us to sleep, yonder creeps the chill'
You snuggle close to me beneath the rug and clutch my hand!

The chirping sparrows stretch in the morning apace now with the sun………
You must leave by the dawn, but remember to return with the rising stars:
Around your frail frame wrap my shawl of adoration pure as morning blue
Rain falls down my cheeks as my tears meet their end, bidding adieu! !