SYMPHONY
Grew
up sensing existential wonder,
Walking
in garden blossoms colorful,
Wild
honey bee sings, notorious, to loot,
Murmur
drying leaves breeze is playing,
Flies
a butterfly, beautiful wings stunned,
Who
plays, subtly, music of life searched,
Searching
the musician vanishing act,
Listening
to His creations, enjoying I react,
The
youth came throbbing a rebellious heart,
Bathing
beauty of nature bare magnetic,
Rain,
rain beauty welcomes drenched happily,
Dancing
musk dears eyes of adolescence,
The
invisible rhythm of maturity eyes seek,
Hops
in the air gaily mating moment after,
Felt
alone, sick, unreal mind sought mate,
Taunted
dipping rain droplets fountain duet,
Amidst
rain-soaked nature, why in tears,
The
fairy of the dream missing, trick imagined,
Mingle
with streams of life noises infect,
The
shrilling voice, clapping, roars floor,
Still
searching for hypnosis in black hair,
Long
enough, my dreamy night expands,
In
waves of dark clouds sailing in the wind,
Awestruck,
look at earrings glint, lightening,
Gasp
involuntarily, her face turns,
The
eyes that I have seen in musk dear,
Her
fragrance in her head searches far,
Sifting
eyes swiftly captivated me once,
How
come the same eyes fascinate to trance,
The
long nose, red lips like rose petals,
Shyly
felt as if that wily bee to drink honey,
Captured
the beauty of nature wet,
Wet
earth, I smelled aromas, romantic,
Floating
this fragrance impulsive followed,
Plead
behind her earnestly for a friendship,
The
smile in her eyes, eyebrows netted,
Lips
uttered soft inquiries, luck impressed,
Hand
in hand, we moved ahead and saw,
The
wings of the peacock got colorful dancing,
Conjugal
life midnight listen to a nightingale,
Who
sings this heavenly music if not you,
Trapped
me through beauty, you designed,
Your
purposes procreation once wished,
The
father's happiness at the birth of a baby,
Nostalgic,
acutely unique never forget news,
You
are a father of a girl, the voice,
The
symphony of my life was fruitful in essence,
In
convalesces wreathed every fiber cried,
Understood,
what is happiness fulfilled,
Chicks,
one after one, rooted in my lap,
Listened
to a rhapsody of innocence, ecstatic,
Flutter
their wings, we both smiled,
Your
magic wand, calendar pages strewn,
Spellbound,
she is praying a melodious song,
Sat
near her and listened to she is glorifying you,
You
are my eyes, ears, nose, tongue, or heart,
You
are my breath feel, you in me long,
You
gave sweet husband children,
My
rude feeling for the master now molten,
Sang
both the spirit of family life,
Symphony
divine played that night,
Melted
into thin ether superior primordial.
Pen:
Bijayananda Mishra
Title
of Poem: Symphony
Themes:
Melody of conjugal life
Date:
23rd December 2022, Cuttack
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