Have you forgotten me? Grown oblivious of me?
Have you forgotten me?
O innocent Heart, what has suddenly happened to you…
Why are you pounding so ponderously?
What is the ointment, for this ache I feel?
Where is the water to quench my thirst?
How has this ceaseless yearning ensued
In the sanctity of my thoughts?
Have you forgotten me? Grown oblivious of me?
Every day, every night,
A parade of memory eventuates
With each breath I draw,
Your delicate fragrance whispers
Like the touch of a silky feather on my lips,
And some half-remembered songs
Which you sang like a phoenix
In the flames of Love…
Have you forgotten me? Grown oblivious of me?
These crimson threads of enchantment
Get entangled in my Heart, and yet
I know not how to open this knot…
You drowned yourself in me
So endearingly that I have lost my shore;
My love is evergreen and vast,
And I love you more
Than the throbbing waves love the Oceanside…
Have you forgotten me? Grown oblivious of me?
Remember that old oak tree,
Where we had carved our initials?
Many monsoon rains kissed in the pulsating night,
Shuffling amidst the vermilion nights and blue mornings;
Let me get drenched too, for I will drink ambrosia…
Let me shuffle to the edge of the steep slope of cumulus clouds…
And when you will arrive, go to that old oak tree
Once again it will remind you of me,
Because…
I haven’t forgotten thee… Haven’t grown oblivious of thee…
O my Beloved, return… return…
~ Copyright © Surabhi Kaura 2016
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This was beautiful, Surabhi. How could I have missed it? Better late than never they say. Your word use and the visions you create are wonderful. Well done my friend.
Aww – thanks, Jodah. Tying to catch up here, but work and Uni gets in the way. Will write more soon!