SHADOWS

Fairies in flight drop shadows of lovers on my street

Who get drunk enough with wind to move their feet,

And squat down to listen to a song from a night bird

That has lost its way back home and intends to be heard;

When leaves are driven out of their stay in half lit pits

Like torn letters of love where scattered memory sits;

Rapt the trees listen to the echo of voices of solitary beings

That pass along the street, pulling at their hearts’ taut strings ;

To remind us of the Evening Star that grew so much stunted

After years of chase behind a proud Moon who got violated

By a casual Sun , to bleed and let souls bleed like flowers wounded ;

The Moon peeps from the chinks in wall of the bi-coloured Sky

When the giant lizard of a trailing black cloud darts by

Devouring the Moon and the Star

As the fairies keep looking at this cosmic event

From the doors of heaven flung ajar;

Making us realize the frailty of human love

Turning fleshes into shadows

That are rocked like cradles by hands from invisible above .

@Saroj k. padhi / 30.3.15