COME MY DEAR...



I have spread a carpet of colours,
Bright yellow,orange,gold and amber
Shine in different patterns
The Sun giving way to the mellow lanterns.


With love and trust for you I wait
Near the old iron gate
Where the Orange Bells bloom
Alongwith the Bleeding Hearts
Like a pink plume.


The door is open in anticipation,
The door mat woven with threads of expectations,
To wipe away all your troubles,
Mud,dirt and bitter struggles.


The strong walls stand to support
You, in case I fall short 
In lending you an arm
To protect you from a fall or any harm.


The wall clock ticks away, 
I think I saw it sway 
A little, to delay
A few moments of the day.


The curtains keep flying,
To see you first, they are trying,
They refuse to be tied down,
At my efforts they frown.


The fire burns a glowing red, 
A welcome song is being sung by the ceiling fan overhead, 
The table is laid with your favorite tea cups, 
Oh! Please come to me my dear; do hurry up!


Hurry up lest my anxiety, 
My anger mixed with negativity, 
Loses all hope and trust, 
My love losing itself in the dusky dust.


Come and hold me tight dear, 
So in your eyes I can peep clear, 
My breath entwines with your breath; The warmth  
Of your body burning the silk of my skin underneath.  


My eyes twinkle at every shadow, 
Thinking it is you, whom they know, 
My lips trembling for the feel of your lips, 
At every sound of footstep, my heart beat skips.


I wait for you like a vibrant flower, 
Losing its fragrance every hour, 
I wait for you like a happy child, 
Pray,do not break my trust, do not leave me defiled!

©Madhumita