Posted by: Ron DuBour | March 30, 2015

LEFT BARE~by Rajendra Padhi




I told the girl not to flicker in fragrance
She is not the one in his words of love,
I disdain a summary of her violet nights
The analysis of the abhorred things,
Yet another man is the same she learns
The old spider in the net for the moth.

The scary days like withered leaves
Weightless and winged in her voice,
He loved her in the park till tired
Turning her into a dove of stone and left.

Those hope-filled illusive words of love
Swing emptily in mind cold like snow,
The heart like a torn-paper is swept
Snarling at the wind of time fast to flow.

Sits alone in a park or cafe in hunger
Forgetting the city she knows in her veins,
Squeezing her calling him as a lion
She wonders at the tamed moments as prey.

Now she forgets herself as a woman
Left bare like a plastic basket broken for use,
Stoops to the sky scolding the moon and stars
Now life like a flood will return in ruins
What for she lives missing soul in streets.

Composed and copyright by Rajendra K Padhi

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