PLAYING  FOOTSIE  WITH  SEA

In my infinite wait for you at nights’ lonely shore

The sea could  perhaps mark the tattoo of your initials

Dazzling like two pearls on my heart’s sandy floor,

Could listen to the sad refrains of my songs galore ;

And perhaps therefore she started playing footsie with me

Like ‘she’ did in college days sitting near classroom door--

She gently stroked my feet with fling of shells at my sole

Trying to scribble her name time and again on a loosed soul.

Sea asked me who was that ‘she’ and why did ‘she’ leave

And why there were trickles in my eyes at every sunset

As the sun left, plunging me and her into a darkness ,

It was out of empathy the sea sang  in same raga again

To fill my sandy shores with waters of sweet love’s pain

And since then

Whenever I go to her she somethings somethings

me again and again .

@ comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi/ 14. 02. 15