A Letter To My Heart Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

pagli,
my heart,... missing you too hard. It`s been ages since we met last; folded each other in love warm embrace, sang or hummed to our eager hearts like any love-mad thrush. The south wind borne whispers tantalize this hard pined lover`s soul. The heap of pages with poems of our love basking heyday placed proudly on my study table casts a sad shadow on the stoic floor. With my heart wrenching as if twisted by the ugly hand of one banshee, I quite often dismantle the erect mound and indulge in browsing over self made shoddy doggerel. Sometimes just touch the pages tenderly and feel the scripture holy bliss; gaze at the slowly blurred lines and words with fast moistened eyes. In a little while stretching the sunk spirits, run through all the lines; between the lines and slowly delve into the passed by times; reading out line after line to you, sitting or lying close to you, scanning your blushed pink face and imbibing your amorous proud frequent smiles; would add all of them to the soul of these verses. How long should I languish in this black spell of bloody separation? okay, let the answer hang somewhere far till my last days. Still hopes flicker in my love lamp....
with my whole heart
a poor love bird.