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Longing

written by: Madhumita

@madhumita6

 

My soul shakes itself and rises
from the depths arises
protected, wrapped in the warmth
of the moistened soil
And rises above the skies and hills to look lovingly down at the green-blue earth
It wears a shining, gem-studded crown
grows so full of love and compassion from the heart
leaves all that is futile, vain and pointless as if many
and a determined strength for a spine.

My happy soul wanders and dreams,
I love being in that state with you
And spill the colours of love all across
Over the springs, meads and bridges that you shall cross

When the sun shall shine through the clouds
I shall smile and sing aloud
And let myself soak in your delicate beauty
Then your emotions will surge and come out of their hidings beneath, lying quiet and low
Under the weight of separation, full of heartache and sorrow.

No I cannot see you unhappy, shall all happiness for you demand
Let the everyday blazing sun help your heart bear the burning
My soul shall radiate all love and hopes to you from the skies above
As your doe eyes look for me and follow the crimson evening rays, in my love, forever longing!!!!

Madhumita

Madhumita

Madhumita Bhattacharjee Nayyar, is a bilingual writer (writing both in Hindi and English). A poetess, blogger, lifeskills counsellor, healer. She is also a social commentator and works with women and children. Her works also have been published in various national and international magazines, newspapers, web magazines, ezines, journals, anthologies. The author of "THE NIGHT JASMINE AND OTHER LOVE POEMS", is also the winner of ICON OF THE YEAR-LIFESKILLS COUNSELLOR 2015-2016, CREATIVE WRITER OF THE YEAR 2016 and has won the Indian Women Achievers Award 2016 for Creative Writing.
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