Love-Buds Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Why? Why....such arrogant eyes, dear? !
He just asks, "Will you always keep it on such height
To be burned into its own flame? "
What an emblem! What an emblem! ,
For him, it's a new surprise everyday
Like a dancing flower regains
Its strength after a stormy day
And ready again
Amidst the love garden
With its charming face to nod and to play.
Such a gloom! such a gloom...! ,
As if someone had been urged to set
For a journey to save the dwellers of devastated fate,
To defeat the black throne,
Leaving his beloved's beautiful bridal face
On her wedding day.
Oh, such a gloom! , such a gloom!
When will he be back, unknown...,
Unknown yet...
May be after a journey decadelong...,
To come back in her glamorous kingdom.
Oh! she has still a gorgeous face!
"Wait dear, wait...
Let me trace, let me trace,
The love-buds are yet to bloom,
Our songs will be written soon, " he said.