The Moon My Lover - Visitor's Poem

by Barnali Saha
(Nashville, TN, USA)

I emblazon my unearthly heart

With the jewel of his love

When surreptitiously he comes to me

To despoil me of what I have

As the dew drops tinkling ripple

My gelid lids stare cripple

In the summer of love the world rejoices

Flowers bloom, and the bird voices

The sweet tunes of passion

My soul yearns for the lost obsession

Incarcerated in the abysmal hollow

Days and nights cold and sallow

I hear the blowing breeze, soft murmur, crumbling leaves

The moon light illuminates the mounts and creases

And slowly, silently creeps unseen in to my lonely pyre

To play my bloodless ossuary like a lyre

I feel each stroke, its nimble fingers making bizarre notes

The soundless susurrations of the nightly spirit

Garlands of emotions weave in my lost sojourn

I sleep day and night- silent, motionless, unable to speak

Yellow daffodils nod in the bright morning breeze

While I am enwrapped and poisoned by a mystic maze

The waste land underneath in this unknown hell

Dry and thorny sees no magic spell

Like the cold devil I hear you cry

Your tears running down and those flowers dry

I pine to get back to your soft, white arms

And laugh with you and enjoy worldly charms

But alas I lay like one dead nightingale

Your words reach me yet I cannot regale

Beyond the doors of life I wish you peace

While I will forever lay in unreasonable ease

Stuck behind the four walls and guard as a sentinel

Death, my inevitable end took you away

A spirit and a body hath never mate

This is my destiny and your ineluctable fate

Cold and dry the desert turn gray

No hope, no desire bears fruit in May

My relentless spirit howls in the dark

And deathless moonlight reaches the murk

I feel your touch in the moon light white

Striking unearthly notes that one beam light

I still hear your welling eyes speak

The white roses lie dry and meek

The world revolves, seasons come and go

My deathless spirit haunts in this moonlit bough

Seeking you in its touch and unwilling to depart

One mortal moon and one dead soul torn apart.