Thursday, February 28, 2008

ODE TO LOVE...3

Ode to Love


I ask you for a moment’s indulgence
To sit by your side;
I will keep all my other works aside
Away from the site of your face.
My heart knows no respite
And my life becomes an endless toil
On the shore less sea of my fate.
The summer comes with its sighs
And murmurs.
It is time to sit with you and begin
Our infinite talk.

Pluck this little bud of my life, and
Do not drop it in the dust.
It may not find a place in your vase;
Still honor it with the touch of
Your fingers when you pluck it.
Though its colour may be pale
And the aroma not so sweet
Use this flower for something.
My eyes strayed far and wide
Every evening on the sidewalk
Expecting, you to appear there.
The question and cry of my heart ‘Oh, where’
Melt into desperation and tears of
A thousand streams flow from my eyes.
I live in the hope of seeing you.
I have many a desires and my cry is pitiful.
Your love is so strong and nothing can tear us apart.
Day and night all wakeful moments
I reminisce of the gifts you gave me
Unasked… Your life and your mind.
Saving me from the peril of unwanted desires.
There are times I awaken and hurry
In search of meeting you.
But cruelly you hide yourself from me.
My heart wanders wailing with
A restless mind.
If you do not show your face,
But leave me wholly aside, I know not
How I am to pass these long hours
As ages. I only hope for you!

1 comment:

kunjubi said...

Pluck this little bud of my life, and
Do not drop it in the dust.
It may not find a place in your vase;
Still honor it with the touch of
Your fingers when you pluck it.
Though its colour may be pale
And the aroma not so sweet
Use this flower for something.


read this. those who has LOVE in their heart.