savithri and sivan,mere a futile! poor world!

............then,
savithree,"
he paused and carried on:
"today seems to be yesterday
and yesterday,today;
don't you feel anything?"

savithri: " !!! "

"this sivan,
in a moonstruck moment like this,
once wished,
if the lost were the present,
tomorrow won't come again.

'savithri also mumbled once
something like this.'

"remember?
that time you sang a madrigal,
not a flute to follow,
sitting on the rocks,
by the shores of this river.
when the melodious flow of
this infant brook,
melted into your sweet shrills of chirps,
the sun had set.
yes! savithri may not be remembering."

(savithri is forgetting,
everything elapsed,
in a split second.
savithri lives in the present)

sivan:
"the sunshine is always in bondage,
never brave to leave the sun;
the waves too,
never leave the sea;
tsunamis have come and gone,
more than enough;
yet the seas have not been downtrodden,
even a pinch of salinity lost."

to this also,savithri smiled,
unfolding her luxurious petals of lips?
and told: 'we are eternally the same?'

"savithree,slanting on the tips of waves,
in good company with water-rills,
singing the melodies boatswain sang,
the songs of chivalry,
low and high,high and low,
in full throat-ease,
have you come once,
onto the shores of mine,mine own,
to gather the pebbles?"

"savithree,
this  sivan is with savithri now;
the whole world is in wait,
for this moment,
the rarest of the rarest."

the thoughts of savithri and sivan
cuddled in throes,for a moment.

" 'one heart and one being'
savithree,you would say."

"now this sivan exhorts savithri,
'in this peripheral moment,
savithri and sivan can be one.
no escapes."

'are the throbs drifting?'

sivan experienced
the wide eyes of savithri
sprouting into blooms.

yesterdays were mere a void
to this sivan too,savithri knows.
***
the todays become sad and sad,
thinking of the yesterdays,
in vain;
and anxious about tomorrows,
in vain.