Solitude
The night in silent splendor spreads a magic play
of a million stars and the suave, sly Moon
unchains the childish breeze that rushes over the sea and away
towards lofty mountains far; and sings to me a lovely tune
of my love song; O, shall carry it over the endless sea
which heartens the shores with unending kisses and shows
shimmering images of earthly light as those of the portals of eternity
and deep within hides numberless secrets forbidden, who knows?
In the trees a pair of night birds plays; my heart simmers
and the blossoms seem to tease me, their fragrance spent.
Is the creation happy because I am in tears?
Pleasures are bountiful, yet for me naught is meant
everyone seems heartless and each joy is undone
how may I celebrate nature,my love, when I am alone?
And though now I spend my night with the Moon
my soothing companion will shortly be gone
as he shall meet his beloved too soon
beneath the silent, secretive ocean.
That lovely blush will also disappear
from the tender petals of the pink rose
then with whom shall I seek cheer
when these flowers shall their fragrance lose?
All fantasies and fables lose their capacity
and the beautiful moments that make me happy
shall pass away and no further comfort me.
Alas, for a wretched loner there is no company.
Thus deserted, when I think of thee
All my hours and flowers return to me!
Copyright © Ranendra Sawan | Year Posted 2015
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