Endless wait
O cloud of mansoon !
In the orchard on the same old tree, a swing is there.
You have come but not he.
my lover has forgotten me but How can I ?
O friend ! Your droplets are touching leaves, grass n me with soft fingers
Hear the sad story …
Of my unfortunate life.
A story of eternal wait …
Oh lover ! not any more
Call me close to you dear
I am hiding emotions in depth
Lest we not be defamed.
Take me away lover
to the bank’s of your river.
Vandana upadhyay ,
Malaon state Gorakhpur Uttar Pradesh
India
