IN THE EYES OF THE RIVER

Shadows of trees ask the river of the morning

about stains of  tears  in her  half closed  eye

to which calmly and sweetly  does she reply,

‘Look here a little deeper into my dark floor

wherein sits the image of my lover in prayer

with determination to reach the sea quite far

from here, when I have stumbled into a trickle

with my hesitant flow’s  continuous tumble !

How can I fulfill his dark image with such love

that the sea can give to a seeker of salvation

when I myself am caught in deprivation ?

But as you know he won’t go leaving my flow

Into which he has dropped his silent tears,

feelings of rejection and unwarranted fears

his hopes , dreams , pains and cool pleasures. ‘ 

‘Tell me dear shadows how can I fulfill this guy

when I myself am wandering like a shadow shy

unable to fulfill myself in absence of lover rain ,

burning inside this transparent plasma of pain,

how can I stop his obstinate tears’ flow into marrows

of my bones with their effects in my eyes’ dark hollows ?’

@ COPY RIGHT : SAROJ K. PADHI. 29/01/15