FAREWELL

A beautiful death awaits me in your Autumn  lap

To drench me in the drizzle of love’s parting dew

Dropping from the sky of your clouded look

When questions will be many and answers few,

And I would be perhaps mumbling the last question

To which answers will keep flowing from the horizon

In multiple dots of colours from melted rainbows

In the anguish of dead  lightnings and  sorrowing showers

Explaining each grain of my past love in phantom sounds

In images of things lovely from here and beyond bounds ;

As to why I loved what I loved—

Faces and flowers, beams and bowers

Naked bliss from Sun and showers

Woman’s evolving curves

And Nature’s ever changing contours—

All such wonders that drew me sweetly to my bed

On your lap death for me such a beautiful dream doth embed.

Comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi

30/10/14