Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 31, 2019

GULMOHARS~by Saroj K Padhi




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You descend onto me like sensations to a mimosa plant
tremors strange seize me as you become my sole want;
you descend into my dreams at every moment of Spring
like gulmohars into bushes where song birds love to sing;
be it frosty morn or hot dawn, snowy eve or warm night
you are there in misty glory forever lurking in my sight;
like fog of old intoxication you hang over my pining heart
your memories hide under barks to swell as rains start,
you’re there in drops from new monsoon that so spellbind
in drenching flowers to ooze at touch from a casual wind;
in clouds of summer that weave shades of a sweet peace
in cool sands of desert basking under Moon’s balmy bliss,
in swing of every thought that stirs the spirit and flesh
in twists, turn, bruises and burn your love is God’s grace.


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