Four Seasons

Spring
             My love sprang up
              Like a new grass spurt out of snow
              Fresh breath of wind,
              Took me on flights of fancy
              To the worlds unseen
             Bound with joy my heart leaped up
             The heights I didnt measure
Summer
            My love spread out
            Like an album released new
            The unheard melody tuned life
            Added music to my being
            Joyous songs of love
            Flowers and cards I treasured
            A season of colourful days
Autumn
           My love withered
           Like leaves from the grand old Banyan
           Heavy sighs blew on my dreams
           Took them on wings of chill
            To the chaos unknown
           Bound with pain my head lowered
           The depths I fathomed.
Winter
          My love buried
          Like the site not found
          The unfriendly silence penetrated thoughts
           Added melancholic notes to mind's strings
           Jilted dirge of love
          Tears drizzled down like snow
         A season of cold memories


            

Leech

Put in on a finger
it sucks
Keep it alone
it shrinks
Thats it a Leech
and that I am
Put me into friendship
I transfix
Keep in isolation
I sink
Thats me a Leech
and thats my name.

Rain

Rain drops fall on my window panes,
I was out there a while ago
In rain,with rain,a part of it
My heart beat with its tune
Hands wet,cold and numb
I wanted to dance to its tune
Felt the eagerness to tap
Passers by made wicked comments
It was night and me, alone
The only girl in the street ,in the rain.
I wanted to stand still ,in trance
Like the statues round about
Each part of me wet ,dripping
Feeling the odour of rain,even taste
Caring for nothing,forgetting everything
Like those who forgot me
Who wont care for me anymore
Not even have the time for me
But it was night and me, alone
The only girl in the street,in the rain.
 I stood on the sidepath walking some distance;
Holding tight my umbrella and the events past
Tears rushed down the cheeks
It was raining within and without me
Now in my room I ve shut out the rain
But not the rain within
It was,it is and will be there
But not the rain outside
Of which I wish to be a drop
But it is night and me, alone
Crying in rain for rain.

(Poem written on 23rd  April 1999)