FEBRAUARY FRAGRANCE: DAY 14 POETESS MOU SIRCAR WRITES ON HER FRIEND SARADA

Let me bring a smile...My Distant Friend!

A strange kinship,
I feel for you,
O My Friend Sarada,
Even though I hardly,
Have talked to you,
Nor have ever met,
You till now!

But your words makes me feel sad,
Those sounds of lament,
Those sounds of lambast,
Those wails of forgotten,
Love which has got lost,
When you write in black blood!

With time left over,
To be alone with oneself,
To pine for the bonds,
Which once were made,
When spring sprang sometimes last year!

Like Lonely Radha You seek Thy Shyaam,
You scold him and get angry,
When he turns wayward,
And leaves you...
Some other time,
You talk of morbidity,
When you are suddenly down!

O My Friend Kuchibhotla Sarada...
I write few lines,
To make You happy,
And tell you this,
That you are not alone,
In this wide wide world,
Let our sorrows take a dip,
In the Rainbow colors ,
And then we can paint,
Few colourful pictures,
Together!

(C) Mou

BY

POETESS MOU SIRCAR

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Note:

The above poem has been scheduled/reserved for a translation to Malayalam by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI