Mehendi

by Rupradha Mookerjee



The Mehendi in my hands was dark, Was pure, was pretty, was stark, But you couldn’t see it as you didn’t come, You made me sad, you made me lonesome. The Mehendi was nothing without you, Rains of my eyes and pain it went through, I did it specially to show you, my dear. But unfortunately, you weren’t near. The Mehendi wanted to be caressed, By your love, it wanted to be blessed, It wished your divine lips on it, But very unluckily, we couldn’t meet. The Mehendi craved for your compliments It was full of passion and soft sentiments, But it couldn’t get you and your attention, As you weren’t there in the wedding mansion!

Image © Rupradha Mookerjee

03-Feb-2012

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you so much!! You saw it right!! @PlasticPoet

rupradhamookerjee
02-Mar-2012 13:11 PM

your beautiful words touched me!! @odyssey

rupradhamookerjee
02-Mar-2012 13:10 PM

Rhymes so well!
I can see something in this poem- a wedding, and a weeping girl!

plasticpoet
02-Mar-2012 11:23 AM

beautifully expressed.. truly brings out d essence and value of mehendi, loved it :)

odyssey
02-Mar-2012 10:46 AM

Your words make me feel blessed @KumarJi!! Thanks a ton!!

rupradhamookerjee
02-Mar-2012 10:34 AM

Thank you very much Doc!!

rupradhamookerjee
02-Mar-2012 10:32 AM

Lovely composition of a yearning heart to celebrate life... very well scripted and the rhyming is excellent. The illustration of mehendi is wondrful. Congratulations to get Editor's accolade.Thank you, Rupradha.

Kumarendra Mallick
02-Mar-2012 10:32 AM

Beautiful Mehendi attired in sad and ironic poetry..

Dr. C. P. Sharma
02-Mar-2012 10:20 AM