Cosmic lover-II
Moirangthem Minakshi Devi *
I patiently awaited with a flitting blush,
With downcast eyes and modest grace,
For well he knew, I choose nothing but gaze upon his fac
The cosmic lover, when I first saw,
His heart shifts shape of its own accord,
Unfulfilling my aspiring want for him, strangely perfect being,
Like ruptourous sea, swaying moodily to a private music.
All impulses of soul and sense,
He is a lover of anything but me,
Though only for a while he smile and hold still,
Lie over the green, to be folded up together as though we were silk.
The cosmic lover, like a sapling growing uptil the sun in the rustle of morning,
Like shooting stars that pales the Plaiades.
He was a frost that fires the winter woods.
He was a silence that the music always seeked.
Will he, my cosmic lover, flower my barren soul by the mellow sun and noon?
Or will time play its part?
My lovelorn heart haunted by his lost desire.
Will this pain ever cease, to forget the face once longst for?
Or shall I be done with this broken heart and give it away?
Then build my hopeless soul an abode,
And laugh, be kind and gay.
* Poem written by Moirangthem Minakshi Devi for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 14 December 2020.
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