Ankur Shrivastava

Rookie (19th March 1989 / India)

Love Calls Back! - Poem by Ankur Shrivastava

The cuckoo responds to the return of spring
From the sweet smelling mango trees.
Or, perhaps the spring comes back
On the soulful call of little cuckoo.

The rains answer the prayers
Of a thirsty, bald, burning earth.
The earth welcomes the rain song
With intoxicating earthy scent,
Tender green twigs spring up.

Flowers bloom at the outbreak of dawn,
As the glorious morning sun
Romance with their delicate petals.
It is the yearning of innocent buds
That calls back the sun every morning.

Such is the nature of love
The way two lovers regroup,
It seems eternal
And yet the moments race away.
Only to be relived and rediscovered.

May be, you pulled me back
May be, I knocked at your doors.
We are together again,
And everything else has faded away.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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