TEARY MOON

`as tears twinkle this late moony night
in a lonely corner of my inebriated eyes
at the thought of an imminent farewell
you hold me close to your clammy cells
brimming with honey in deep wells
arranging my breathless hair
with your mimosa like soft hands
when your dew drunk lips
write an elegy of consolation
on my paper white cheeks
swollen with silent sobs
in heart’s measureless deeps
arousing the spring in your
bosom to sing a lullaby
to lull a heavily hung head
lying like a corpse in your lap
to be softly played
by wind’s gentle, assuaging tap;
your face becomes the moon
and my sorrow , the dark dapple
and we together, the silent sky before dawn.

Copyrighted :saroj kumar padhi
07/06/14