Every time I look at the morning sky
I see your blue-almond eyes looking at mine
through clouds far away from my land.
Every time I hear a cuckoo sing
I hear your voice, which never stopped singing Madhuvanti raga in my ears.
Every time I touch the jasmines in my garden
I remember those days you secretly
pinned your hair with the flowers
I kept on your table.
Every time I walk through meadows
I embrace the grass that touched
the silver anklets on your feet.
Every time I stroll through saffron shops
of the bazaar
I could smell your wet body
entangled around mine
during the rainy nights we spent
under the banyan tree.
You soon went away from me
like a mystery that never got revealed
leaving me alone in the darkness
you were afraid to be.
But I know you exist in me.
The atoms of love,
that you left in me, holds me together
in times of grief.
My love, your existence is an eternity.
~ Gayathri Manmohan
Kerala, India
Fell in love with the beauty of your words as strong as the emotions that dived deep in to the heart from this beautiful poem❤️
Fell in love with the beauty of your words as strong as the emotions that dived deep in to the heart from this beautiful poem❤️
Wonderful and touching words. I like the flow from one imagery to the another….. Thank you for sharing .
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The rightly picked words incorporating a stroke of Indian traditions does makes its way straight to one’s heart. Truly amazing. Keep going!