Stay With Me Poem by Aloke Mukherjee

I sniffed along the green grass to have whiff
of life- in this time of the year
dew drops flash on the blades for a
few moments more, stay with me baby till
the day is old, til the time is ripe
enough to be fraught with a soul making love
with you hundred times more.

Forget me not baby even you love a guy more
when days are long, you wouldn't like
to dance or sing, when night is like your faded jeans,
Wear sari for a change, crimson red of setting sun,
a wind sighing behind the screen.
I loved a mirage, baby, who is not any more.
Distance kept it alive, darling, till you enter my soul.

I step along the path of metropolis to have a flash of the
big game, instead I have a déjà vu simmering
on the road. I hate you till you hate me to regain the paradise lost.