Do you discern who it is!
She,
Mixture of four seasons
Raindrops quench my thirst
Roses sprout with my heart
Sun shines in my sky
Colours of migratory Autumn
She,
Different from other earthlings
Her heart is tenderness knows no limits
Her kindness covers all her flaws
An Angel cropped up before me
Divine Miracle
She,
Who my heart trembles by her presence
Who I sleep guardedly by her cuddle
Who I gain my strength from
She,
Legendary, fabulous
Imaginary and mythical
Is my sweetheart and darling
Ah if you decipher…
Oh my darling
Don’t abandon me and set off like migratory birds
Don’t leave me and intend strange voyage
Darling you alone is a prop in my world
Don’t let me trudge unchaperoned in this desert
Your departure evinces my inaptitude to miss you
Adore you and idolize you daughter of freedom
Stay with me
Until the moon of salvation rises
To unfold a long ride story
Be with me, To emulate grin on your face means a lot to me
So that my heart rejoice and flit in the sky
Your far off heart
Who will you leave in this life, me?
One no parents or friends
No way to retrieve the safety
My darling of all aromatic perfumes
Icon of my countryside
O eternal love was and will be
And it’s redolence at every alley
Last my solicitation to you is
Don’t abandon me…
Oh my darling
Your body rends me, no longer
It discover me in World Map
I’m present at the capital of sadness
Gyrating at the vortex of hesitation
These are wounds engraved of my radiance
My anguish extends like oil
From detention camps to you…
So my darling
Last my solicitation to you is
Don’t leave me
Come back and peep me
There are aged words
On my obsolete papers
And between withered lines
Whimpering unbearably
By gushing out the ink
Along with letters endowed with meanings
And bent marks on dry rose papers
Shabby perfume fermented for years
Between the shelves of mind cells
Mewling by behest of my pen
To scribble the rest of suffering immigrant words
On outskirts of my tomb…
~Mohammed Afsal Pk
Malappuram, India