1 <br /> <br />Somber of night an illusory mirage <br />Endless thirst morning haze........... <br />Days make aimless path <br />Crazy rover, Vagrant heart <br />Chases for the last asylum <br />to be lost in the great confluence <br />as do the beloved and lover <br />Ocean and river...... <br />and they make one <br />being mingled to each other...... <br /> <br /> 2 <br /> <br />Who is coming with the thrills <br />of soft breeze <br />arousing inside heart a desire to burn <br />as would be forest fire a fiary <br />seeing me alone counting my past <br />twinkling like stars <br />laughs the new comer.... <br /> <br />3 <br /> <br />In lone my thought <br />calling you oh crazy moon.......... <br />all my cajoling went in vain <br />you could not forget those flowers of past <br />which while falling aired its odor <br />which lust made you blind <br />that odor comes often in your mind...... <br />makes you fall in her sweet hurt.... <br /> <br />now you have arrived <br />oh silvery moon from far horizon....... <br />carrying the boons of new creation....... <br />you sprinkle the nectar rain...... <br />but still the lost odor <br />has become your stain..<br /><br />Bijaylaxmi Sarangi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-poems-4/
