Erratic
-by Sonali Chanda
–Reading Time – 1 min Approx
I feel an emptiness within me, something I lost whenever I can’t resonate with you,
Though I learned to hide my grief within the pollens, that didn’t get the chance to transfer to the stigmas,
I see them wailing not to reach for pollination,.
In rains, I often see a bird that’s busy searching some shelter,
I see its shivering ,though it never gets tired .
I hide my endless passion right below its wings, as it teaches me how to protect my love from the eyes of the entire world, untouched!
I’m not a born civilised, loving me ain’t so simple I know pretty well,
Still I do have a sickening heart that’s pretty queer to love her beloved in a weird way.
When you feel me the way I’m ,
You’ll find a dark blank passage, you’ve to find my love beneath the drenched wings of the bird that lost its nest!
That’s the right way you’ll find my love for you,untouched, preserved!!
-by Sonali Chanda
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