THE YELLOW ROSE



Your loving arm around my waist,
Both embraced,
The loving warmth of the two bodies,
At times quiet, at times naughty.


The loving looks,
Looking at each other from behind the books,
The flirting, the teasing,
Oh! Everything was so pleasing.


Small little gifts,
Uncomfortable shifts
When unknown eyes pierced,
Your eyes turning fierce.


Love letters, that spoke of our yearnings,
Two hearts full of love, pining
For each other,
To be together.


One day you just vanished,
I was empty and famished,
I cried and cried 
Till my tears all dried.


My heart freshened up with hope,
Not to let my destiny write my horoscope,
The eyes with love again glistened,
My heartbeats too listened.


I still treasure your memories,
Yellowing letters, the ear rings all add to my treasury,
Some dried flowers, a pearl ring all are my part
And the yellow rose, I hold close to my heart.


The old silken fabric yellow rose
You lovingly gave me for keeps, still arouses hopes
Of you and your love coming back to me,
Always smiling and reflecting your love,for me to see.

©Madhumita