LOVE

One morning in the mountains,

The golden light whispered your name,

As though love lived in the sun.

I held the warmth in my palms,

Imagining it was you.

Every glimmer on the rocks

Carried a secret meant for us.

The river hummed softly,

Like a lullaby I knew by heart.

I traced the horizon

And found your smile there.

Love felt endless,

Like the mountains themselves.

Even the quiet moments

Sparkled when I thought of you.

I breathed in the morning,

Breathing in your memory.

The golden light grew fuller,

Settling gently on my skin.

I knew then

That love does not fade,

It transforms,

It lingers,

It shines.

Just like this morning light.

©®Madhumita

WAIT

One morning in the mountains,

I waited beneath the golden light,

Counting breaths like footsteps.

The dawn crept slowly,

Stretching shadows thin;

I held onto silence,

As if it were a promise.

Time felt thick,

Moving reluctantly.

I watched the sky shift colors,

Searching for a sign;

Every sound made me turn,

Hope rising too quickly.

But it was always the wind.

Or a bird.

Or nothing.

The mountains stood patient,

Teaching me how to endure.

I whispered your name

Into the morning air,

It floated away,

Soft but certain.

I stayed,

Because waiting is love too,

A quiet kind.

©®Madhumita

HOPES

  

One morning in the mountains,

Hope rose with the golden light,

Gentle but unstoppable.

The day unfolded slowly,

Like a letter from the future.

I breathed in possibility,

Letting it settle warm inside me.

Even the stones glimmered

With new beginnings.

Birds soared higher,

As if carrying dreams upward.

The wind hummed softly,

Not with sorrow, but promise.

I felt the world expand,

Ready to open its arms.

The past loosened its grip,

Slipping into the shadows.

Light filled the spaces

Where doubt once lived.

And the mountains,

Tall and certain,

Whispered that hope

Is the strongest sunrise.

So I lifted my face

And believed again.

©®Madhumita

SEPARATION

One morning in the mountains,

The golden light fell between us,

A thin line of goodbye.

Your shadow faded first,

Clinging to the stones.

I reached for your hand,

But distance moved faster.

The sky turned sharp,

Too bright for comfort.

Silence replaced your voice,

Heavy as a winter night.

I watched your footsteps

Grow smaller on the path.

The mountains swallowed you whole.

I tried to memorize the moment,

But memories blur when the heart shakes.

The golden light wavered,

Unsure of its place.

And so was I.

I stood alone,

With only the morning to witness.

Separation stung like cold air,

Sharp, lingering.

The day continued,

But I did not.

©®Madhumita

Tempestuous Love

 

Our love rose like storm-winds over a restless sea,

Sky split open where your wild heartbeat touched mine.

Thunder rolled each time our lips collided,

Lightning braided its silver into your stare.

I felt the tide heave beneath my ribs,

Pulled by the moon-drag of your name.

We danced in the wreckage of gentle mornings,

Feet tangled in the spray of undone promises.

Your voice, a gale tearing through my quiet,

My longing, a sail strained to its last seam.

We burned like ship-lanterns in furious rain,

Casting shards of gold across the dark.

Yet every touch was a rising tempest,

Every promise, a cloud swelling toward rupture.

Still I followed the flicker of your storm-lit smile,

Through whirlpools spun from your shifting moods.

Even as shadows roared between us,

I clung to the mast of what we might become.

And when the tempest finally shattered our horizon,

Love washed ashore—wrecked, glittering, undiminished

©®Madhumita

Tempest of the Heart

 

Our love first stirred like wind upon the sea,

A trembling wave that drew your soul to me.

Your touch was lightning dancing on my skin,

A spark that woke the storm that slept within.

I felt the tides arise with every glance,

As moonlit hopes began their tender dance.

We walked through dawns where rosy clouds would part,

Soft rain of longing falling from the heart.

Your whispered words became a velvet gale,

A breath so warm it filled my every sail.

We burned like lanterns through the wildest night,

Two wandering flames that leaned toward the light.

Though tempests rose and shadows tried their art,

Your steady pulse beat harbor in my heart.

Through whirlwinds fierce I held your promise near,

Its gentle glow outshining doubt and fear.

And even when the skies began to weep,

Our crimson vows ran fathoms wide and deep.

Now calm returns where once the storms would rove,

And peace is found within our boundless love.

©®Madhumita

Tempest of Eternal Flame

 

Love rose between us like a dawn-stirred storm,

Its golden wrath in trembling clouds took form.

Your gaze, a fire no mortal night could tame,

Struck through my soul and set my blood to flame.

Beneath your touch the world grew hushed and still,

As though the heavens bent toward our single will.

Your breath upon my lips became the breeze

That stirred the ancient longing of the seas.

I felt your voice like thunder in my veins,

A noble pulse that shattered earthly chains.

Our hearts entwined where burning angels trod,

Their wings aflame with whispers born of God.

Through raging winds I sought no shore but you,

For love’s fierce beacon crowned the tempest true.

Though shadows rose with envious desire,

Your ardor stood, a citadel of fire.

And when the storm in solemn silence fell,

Its embers glowed with tales we alone could tell.

Thus in the hush where mortal voices cease,

Our love endures all, eternal, tempest, peace.

©®Madhumita