SO YOU FIND STALENESS WHERE YOU FOUND LOVE

Kaushik Hazarika
 

So you find staleness where you found love
Let me try something new then
Perhaps a metaphor that would unite
Two tattered threads
As poets pretend.
You are a river. I, its bank
I stand to watch you flow…
The many pearls of amber gold
that you adorn at noon
blinds me. But I am binded too
each drop a sparkling eye.
You soon turn to a passing stream
of gushing blood; the red of a women
that runs within and colors her too.
Under the moon, you are a silvery bride
with jasmine for your tresses and a silken drape
that covers your supple softness
waiting for me to remove the moonlit coyness.
And when you arise, a vital dot-a crimson ray
shall be proof of our conjugal love
repeated endless times, in countless ways.
You are a river. I, its bank
I stand to watch you flow
I have stood to watch you grow
From the curves of your spring
to the spate in your summer
by you my life, in you I die.
So in the competence of my words
now hangs my love. If it still
does not work
I shall make it a poem.

 
About the author: The author of the above poem is Kaushik Hazarika from Tangla. At present he teaches English at Sipajhar College. At the same he is pursuing M. Phil. as a research scholar at Gauhati University. [Read More]

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