Welcome Poem by Puskar Sikdar

On a dewdrop-kissed moonlit night, in a crisp and vibrant air,
The gentle glow of the honeyed moon—isn't this life's sweetest prayer?
In the thoughts of an arrival, my mind sails across the sea,
Restless heart, now a merchant, seeking what is yet to be.

The calls of unknown birds send shivers down my spine,
A hazy mist of tenderness veils an unspoken sign.
Dew-laced grass cradles the bashful glance of a shy mimosa,
The path adorned with mango blossoms whispers a charm so rosa.

Sweat-drenched skin shivers with a cool embrace,
Why does an unsatisfied longing stir a guest's elusive trace?
Even when I yearn, why must it cross seven seas afar,
Leaving me alone to steer life's chariot, defying fate's bizarre?

Within my diary, lay memories folded and sealed,
Yet the stormy winds steal away the dreams I once concealed.
My gaze, burned by the scorching sun,
Holds back the words deception left undone.

For a fleeting moment, it lingers so near,
I shield it close with all I hold dear.
That calm and gentle arriving dawn
Breaks the chains where my worries were drawn.

Through the mechanical clamor that weaves its reign of fear,
I reach and pull my beloved guest near.
And in that tender embrace at last,
I whisper the words left unsaid in the past.