SPRING TOUCH !

How much didn’t I wait for your Spring touch

In the Winter of my frostbitten mind

Clamouring for a sheer look at the Sun setting--

Your waist long flowing locks behind ?

But you hardly bothered to look back at the smokes rising

From a transpiring heart caught in a disaster of burning

In a Spring morning

When Winter rules here in the garden of cold hearts

Still slumbering as if in a daze after the cyclone’s brats

Left them dying speedily like trees hit by lightning  !

You are so systematic and sincere Love

In your insistent infliction of woes so enchanting !

Your tortures so long lasting !

I have no other option but to awe and wonder

At the beauty of your killing

That leaves me for ever pining for more and more of your cruelty

So lovingly familiar and satisfying !

@Copy right : saroj k. padhi/ 22. 03.15