NEHA BHANDARKAR (NAGPUR INDIA)
DEDICATION
If possible, you get absorbed
the wetness of my eyes
and shower on earth to heart’s content
until you dry up…
Let the downpour shower
in black-white-grey, any colours,
suck out all the wetness
from the blue, brown, black, grey, eyes
when you get dried up,
I shall go to see the sea and would come back
giving out the saltiness of my tears to the sea…
You take a new birth again
by being the vapour of the tear-mixed-water,
shower again with any colours,
but, get stored and go showering seasonally…
Go announcing the conundrums
of your traces through thunder
and in the dazzling lightning
stare at my beauty intermittently
my faded impression once at least
for a fact will be seen blossomed
and some bud, would be bloomed
you will understand for sure
at my flowered garden
the dedication is materialized
to that very moment…
Prepared Angela Kosta Academic writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist