Her Hero
Wounds in its river had robbed the tree
Of all the pink songs that once charmed
All who would come for the rich flowers
They loved staying in its cool shadow
As long as the breeze wafted the music
I entered the room and looked at him
In his smile sat a reassuring poem
An anchor for my boat off its balance
A nest for the injured bird in my heartbeat
I felt my clouds cleared for a moment
Happy times I had had indeed
The river would flow with murmur too
Breeze would rustle the leaves
Hours and minutes rippled in the river
Until the lightning struck one day
All on a sudden he jilted me
And cloud surrounded me terribly
Toxic insects grew on the branches and stems
The leaves started falling off
Gloom rented my cerebral circuits
He used the passage and deserted it
In quest of a new corridor
Didn't you use too, asked the counselor
You too loved the train, isn't it
Somebody lighted a hundred lamps for me
In the following sessions to my utter surprise
I listened how by some magical power
He voiced all my sadness feelings
As if he had witnessed the edifice crumbling
And suffered the anxiety arrows
Holding her hands I started from the debris
Raising a new cognitive harbour
Small leaves sprouted, birds returned
Ice of distrust melted in green warmth
Oranges peeped at gray windows
I have learnt to recognise both the brains
The emotional and the rational circuits
Have understood the bugs that eat into my smile
For every behaviour there was a motive
For every episode a reason
I have by now climbed many stairs
I can climb mountains
I am writing poems in French
While strumming guitar I soar high
Along with my mental seagulls
I feel now you have the answer
As to who is my hero that I follow
You mentioned names of eminence
Had I not got this friend and guide
Those names would have been hollow
A hero is he that can salvage a cup of tea
By removing the snow fog and clouds
Softly like a mother or rather a true lover
Lead you through sunshine into starlight
To fall back on when I need
Without sunshine you cannot live
Without love you cannot love
28 November, 2017
For Silent One's Contest 'Hero'
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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