Aftermath
Why are you looking so ?
A sketch of fear in your eyes,
An atlas of filthiness on your face,
No sheath in your body.
Nail-teeth wounds of beast
In your breasts, navel,
Even in the courtyard of your wild desire !
Like a withered flower
yellow saree is thrown wrinkled
Beneath your well-proportioned thigh.
Your petal shaped lips seem poisonous,
Wounds of stings visible in your cheeks !
A leaf falls from a young silk-cotton tree !
Tremor everywhere,
Everywhere lamentation of pain
Life-creeper dried up in the central sky,
You are distressed, isolated.
Have you settled up your worldly life
In the mansion of sins ?
What’s this silence
In your empty hands ?
How many times you have returned
Perhaps you know not !
But there’s touch of your finger tips
In leaves, in flowers, in evergreen forests !
I’m with you like your shadow
I’ve kept a sharpened sword always raised
you can’t speak it aloud !
When I held my trivial desires
Think to surrender my heart
in your hands, my damsel –
As much beautiful as you may be,
I never ever feel your proximity
In drunken stormy nights.
Copyright © Neelamani Sutar | Year Posted 2015
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