End Of An Affair Poem by MOLOY BHATTACHARYA

O Lady! Going away am I from you
For the long silence you keep.I know.
It is the silence of your growing love
For me, your secret passion and an affair.
I too enjoy the midnight call that whispers
The sweetness of love, a fondness to be together
A restless feeling, a desperation to speak
With other, adoring chats in facebook
Bring us too close in quick time, look
Magical every time your addicted voice
Is heard over mobile, a scented touch lulls me
To sleep into a dreamy utopia in your psyche
That mirrors your weakness, a desire burning
Like a log at the kiss of a tender fire.
Finally I become eclipsed, fallen to your grace
Myself amok with an ache in heart to peck
Those fleshy lips that nibble my bachelorhood

You have your weakness too
You know that but never expressed
Seriously as the lovers are famed to do
Let it be so, if you wish your silence
To maintain, I have my dignity too
You promise to never forget me, to leave
Me in no way.Now I bury myself in
Writing, in study that imparts me food
For thought, to create the new world where
Beauty stays for ever, rejuvinate itself
Unlike you who are fickle, a product
Of the corrupt time, not over yet our chemistry
Your killing glances, hypnotizing as a mystery.

Never be away for long, I know
The warmth of love in you yields to a bow.