HATE

There is some magic in your hate

From whose strands  I have built a house

For rest , on a  small river of love;

Where birds from all over

Come swarming to roost

And  big dilemmas to solve .

The  rainbow dies here  to suffuse

Each filament of your thought

With  colours from  sun ,sky and sea ;

Thunder dies here  to echo

Syllables of  songs melting

Into the quivers in hums of the crazy  bee.

Your hate is so superb darling !

Like the froth of a big wild sea

Where shoals of my dreams swim

Invisible  to common,ordinary eye;

Touching all branches of my being

In the ecstasy of a love that would never die.

Comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi

24/10/14