AN UNREAD LETTER !
The very letter I write in your memory
Turns into a beautiful spectacle of hues
Like that of blooms in the early morning
And stars as night descends gradually
Somewhere a soulful melody is echoed Suggesting that you’re coming one day
Somewhere a bud nods in the breeze
But feels shy to open its soft petals
Your aroma is spread in my nativity
And I feel like dancing with my shadow
The surrounding is as tempting as you
Your youthful magic makes me go crazy
For you are the beats of my heart
Me a traveller and you’re my destination
I’m very thirsty of your monsoon rain
My paradise is at the hem of your saree.
©️®️Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai@India
Date .03 Monday February 2025.
