MY LOVER..




Your face looks dull,
My presence why do you cull,
The sad eyes, the dried lips,
All my heart rips,
The disheveled hair,
Unkempt and uncared
For, cast shadows and eclipse
Seeing you thus my heart sinks.


The shaggy beard outlining
Your face, combining 
With the sad looks
Make you appear a schnook, 
The strong shoulders droop,
Your masculinity stoops,
Making you look more than your age,
Sad, unhappy, as if trapped in a cage.


The unhealthy pallor elaborating your sadness,
The colourless skin, showing the peakiness,
Hay like hair,
The lifeless chest bare,
With only the heart pumping,
The veins pulsating,
Without any sap of life,
Leaving you tired, the inner strife.


All your energy lost,
Making you cold and white as the frost,
Snatching you away, taking you farthermost, 
My dear! Why do not you your troubles accost
And give a good fight,
To come out of your plight,
Happy and strong,
Let the joys come along.


Come get up, gather yourself
All sadness bid a farewell,
Come out of this trap of depression,
Fight it out with all your aggression,
Be strong and calm,
Let courage embalm
You, to come out a winner,
Let the lights of hope glimmer.


Let me take you in my arms,
To keep you away from any more harm,
Let my lips infuse the ambrosia
Of life into you, help you come out of aphasia,
Of this strange state of self induced amnesia,
Start walking, you do not suffer abasia
Throw away the cloak of disillusionment, 
Make yourself luculent. 


Let me understand what is making you suffer
So, let me help you to rediscover 
Yourself, get back your strength,
Keeping your trauma beyond all lengths,
Let my love travel in your veins like blood,
The surrounding with lovely feelings, let it flood,
Let me add the lost colour,
Come now and be just my lover.

©Madhumita