My Tender Lotus - Poem by kunjubi varghese
Embracing the mist throughout the night,
Are you trying now, my tender lotus,
To hug the sun, as it comes out in the golden dawn?
Why do you keep silent, and brooding?
Why warm tears are brimming up in those eyelids?
Without talking to anyone,
Without looking into the eyes of anyone,
Casting down your eyes in apprehension,
Fading into the mist, you silent dusk?
Could not you hear someone calling you from the rear?
Can't you just answer that beckoning?
In your timid countenance trembles
The starlets of teardrops, lurking in the eyelids.
You are now a whimpering flower platter
Prone to break up into smithereens
With a finger touch, being so tense!
I will kiss your contused mind;
Will soothe your forehead softly
With the benevolent petals, of my hand.
Leave away your heart aches;
I will sing a lullaby and put you to slumber;
Watch your eyelids on eyelids falling, fondly
Stretch out in my lap, my dearest! .
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