Indranil Bhaduri

(Kolkata, India)

Confessions


Did you ever know?
After every sunset
My visions portrayed your shadow,
Like a blurred illusion on a cloudy day..
How I longed to touch you, feel you,
Embrace you and and wanted you to stay,
With my soul filled with solitude,
And transform the pitch dark hours
To a shining bright sunny day..

Did you ever see, listen or feel?
Behind you, the weeps and sobs,
The destruction of romantic thoughts
And the crumpled page with the solitary dots?
Alas! You became so distant, ..
When you crossed the seven oceans,
Like a momentary flash of silver lightning,
And never turned back to meet
The love-filled gaze that followed you,
Everyday, everywhere..
With delicate words on the dry lips,
Unexpressed, unspoken, untold..
As years went by,
The eyes never stopped searching you,
Wishes had slowly caught deep rust
Secretly waiting to be true,
The silent nights spoke to me,
Gifting me the white Pegasus,
And how I waited to ride and fly with you,
Seeking for the paradise blue…
A sudden storm then blew up
Shattering the fairytale dreams,
Bidding adieu to the delusive tunes
And there you were,
The mirage, within the sand dunes!

Wish you could ever feel my soft whispers,
And hide your little pearls of tears,
Sitting alone with your daydreamer paintbrush,
Dipping, sinking into the watercolours,
Hugging the white canvas
And thinking of the long lost hours..
As you illustrated the unfinished picture
Of the broken vase,
With lovely flowers blooming
And just one dried up with unignited passion..
That was my heart, always there…
So close to you, loving you forever…

Copyright © 2012 Indranil Bhaduri

Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 05, 2013

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  • Prasanna Mishra (4/25/2014 4:30:00 AM)

    A poem of great intensity and integrity of emotions. Going through the great piece was great pleasure and privilege. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (7/25/2013 3:14:00 PM)

    Confessions of a heart so full of love and passion. Broken vase of lovely
    flowers blooming is such a nice poetic form of love that will continue
    to bloom whatever the situation may be. One flower dried up echoes
    all is not lost there is still some bit of love seed left that will still grow!
    Amazing write. (Report) Reply

  • Bryan Seyffert (11/10/2012 11:49:00 AM)

    WOW.. I hope to write like this one day! The passionate imagery flows with every stroke of your pen! (Report) Reply

  • Pauline Miller (9/22/2012 11:01:00 AM)

    A story of hopes and dreams and sadness and longing. So many of us go through these feelings, but if we are wise, we learn from them. (Report) Reply

  • Payal Parande (8/12/2012 10:08:00 AM)

    so full of beautiful thoughts.....i am speechless
    job well done sir.......
    thank you for sharing it....it was worth every moment spending here and reading this wonderful piece
    best wishes
    payal (Report) Reply

  • Bob Brown (8/11/2012 3:58:00 AM)

    Mindblowing.. With lovely flowers blooming and just one dried up with unignited passion..That was my heart, always there…So close to you, loving you forever… Fantastic lines! Good job. (Report) Reply

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