SPRING
When
comes Spring rowing
The
boat of flowers in the waves of wind,
Your
face is found in the prow
And
its pining shadow reflects in my mind!
When
the vernal wind blows
Mind
gets fast invigorated and glows all around,
And
whiffs of fragrance waft
From
the sweet attires you wear, it’s usually found!
Whenever you roam in the garden
Touching
the chins of flowers that come to your view,
The
vigilant Spring files with me
Days
in and days out a host of complaints against you!
Once
such a blossom in Spring
In
the fluorescent and soothing Moonlit night,
Mind
got lost in your heart’s
Sweet
and enchanting shore in boundless delight!
In the mind’s fascinating forest and fleshy figure’s wood,
You played with varied colours in ecstasy
As if forgetting the routine woes in an intoxicating mood!
Time
cleaned the colours over the body
But,
couldn’t rinse the hues that coloured the mind,
For,
unfadingly they got mingled with
For
which no quest of Time any soap could ever find!
Spring did return among the petals
But,
alas, you didn’t reappear in the cycles of life once ever,
Hence
the unfortunate leaves of waiting
Keep
dolefully falling off a hope tree every ashy November!
The
overwhelming mango groves revel
In
the whirlpool of aroma and the cook’s melody,
Alas!
The grieved heart laments helplessly
In
somber flute’s din lacking life’s outpouring rhapsody!
Oh!
By the Spring’s honeyed speech
Rejoices
Phaguna, on the door’s front side, in euphoric gears,
But,
alas! She composes on its rear side
So
mournful ballads in the chocked eyes brimmed with tears!
N.B. – The above poem is the English
version of an Odia poem “PHAGUNA” written by Mrs. Amrita Singh, Patrajpur, Jajpur,
Odisha.
Copyright:
Dr. Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India 22.03.2023
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