SMELLING YOUR PRESENCE

Darkness creeps in beneath canopy of the sky

from under shadowing wings of birds in fly

bringing an end to flutter of  desires of day,

enlarging Sun of your sweet image in my eye;

I roam here like a stag in the riverine  jungle

in search of memories that are fighting shy

of the dark circles under my startled  eye

that deepen with night’s growing darker dye ;

and I go on asking  myself one big silent ‘why’--

Why does a soft drunkenness  of Time seize me

with every eve dawning on this Earth nearby

to bloom of jasmines in my mind’s crazed eye ?

comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi

07/01/15