Wrapped under the blanket of loneliness
Each and every night I dream you are mine,
I see you as a savior of my excruciating life,
As a deity of my heart’s holy shrine!
Tears regularly keep visiting my eyes,
Solitude is an uninvited fixed guest,
Finally when I somehow manage to sleep
At momentary peace my eyes do rest.
The time spent with you is invaluable,
Memories of which I cherish the most,
They are like the soothing waves of the sea
Drenching and soaking my mind’s coast.
I believe a day will surely come when
You will take me out of this awful distress,
Satiate my soul with the stream of your love,
And fill my life with never-ending grace!
Your comment is more beautiful than this poem Sir! Thank you so much.. :)
rupradhamookerjee 26-Jul-2011 11:57 AM
I can hear the 'call of dove', the echo of separation in your poem, Rupradha. It is almost the longing of 'Radha' for Krishna. Your composition is very powerful, very romantic though it rings pathos, since there is optimism at the end. I hope the sun rises soon!
