RADHA’S RIDDLE

At the touch of your blue body

The leaves of my mimosa  lips folded in

 With a strange passion, exciting the wind

To blow into the aching flute of my body

Filling each node with notes of hymns

From your vast lyrical soul

Wherein for new love my soul sings ;

Since then I have lost control over my mind

That is in constant buzz of repeated rewind,

Echoing your footsteps on a bed  of wild grass

Whose overhanging  damp smell turns me on

Changing the hibiscus petals of my palms

Into a crimson blush ,

My blood is in a wild rush ,

And throat, running dry ,

My chest bursting with million birds’ cry …

Tell me Govind, how I to hold you now

That you arouse me with your touch ,

Swimming in the blue waters of your body

Tell me how to reach back to the shore

Don’t pull me please any more ,

Don’t, don’t  pull me any more.

Comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi

16/11/14