Love Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

Whom shall I address now
And for what?
Time has expired
And all dialogues have come
to an end in between the words,
Silence descended all of a sudden
I lost my self in that silence
And we looked alike

Whom shall I address now
The game is over
But the resounding of joy
Is still there in the air
The listener has become one
with flute player
And the flute player is gone
But the flute is still there
Raising waves of songs
In the silence

There is no need of any address
No need of any dialogue
It is like a blissful death
From where
There is no more return