Maiden Separation Poem by Susanta Pattnayak

She ears, every wind
That passes caressing her hair,
She hears intently
To the coos and the caws
Those fly wagging over her,
Braid unwoven
Chrysanthemum too, gloom,
Her tear sunken eyes
Sticking to the orifice
Stretching, till blurred, weeps
The grief of her maiden separation.

The forest is on fire
I beseech you, O' thunder
Pour your shower and comfort
My love, bless my dear
I shiver at the dread thunder,
Behest you, O' lightening,
Illuminate and lead
My love home, safer.

Bees buzzing
The flowers bloomed
Sun is soothing
The clouds drizzled;
I await our forgather, my dear,
With tears shed and
Blissful moments
Together we shared.