Title –– *Something to say*
So many Springs passes away
Roses are feded up on their way
Summer washed out all the glowingness
No charming beauty blooms ever,
As if summer wind stands like a curse
In the fountain of mind.
Emotions,passions, sweet moments
twinkling on their way
reminding all your cajole
that makes me a perfect lover,
Now that honeyed words
resounds in pain
Heart cries with unknown happenings
After your getting away.
All your givings words
proves itself cosmic illusion ;
After eloping with your especial,
Honeyed touches slept ever,
Heart rate of my Guitar
paved the way for —-,
yelling in pain,
I had to say something
Before your gone.
*Sreekanta Panda*
*Basantia*
*Bhadrak*
*Odisha*
. *India*
