I got dressed up and sat near
The window of my chamber,
Looking out for something
I was not sure about!
A thousand recollections crowded
In the mind, smoothening with the balm
Of a golden feather touch, from heaven
Consoling the desirous psyche.
Unquenched desires, sobbed inside,
Hearkening each flutter, in the silent air
And the sound of each dry leaves, falling down.
Eagerness up-surging; emotions riding the tide
Darkening the mind;…rain splashing down.
The ice cube in the mind, melting, and
Tears running down the cheeks.
In imbroglio, extinguishing myself
As a golden flame, panting before
The sigh of a tiny breeze.
Yet, I smell the scent of a bloom
Flowing in from the unknown distant future
Transcending our present lives,
Hovering over my sorrowful heart….