As I sat by the railings of my balcony,
puffing the butt of my cigarette, that suddenly glowed bright
sending me puzzled and piqued, until I caught sight of the blown curtains.
A cool whiff of breeze swept by me, unveiling my thoughts
or, did it sweep unto me: was I possessed?
I much feared it’d happen to me;
But, wasn’t it that I wished it to happen?
I know how much it hurts, when it leaves you by
but I still loved the wafts of soft morning breeze
that swept the petals of the droplets of mist, and
let the budding flowers to carve out hopes for a bright long day!
The soft sombreness, the light intoxication,
The smoky dew, hazy vision and the fancy fiery dreams
- I liked them all, as much I feared.
They came as many times as they went, playing truants with me
They hurt as much, as they strew smiles across.
They’d hurt me, pain me but I loved every time they came.
But, I waited always that it would come again
the soft sombre words, the light recollections,
the dancing images, the infectious effervescence
and the intoxicating presence.
Did someone say, let it free: if came back
It was always yours.
But poor me, I can’t afford the dread of
Losing you!
© Sashikant Mohanty
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