With all those melliflous thoughts
she was raveled by the almighty
She had her heart like a Talisman
Fire in her soul , and a voice echoing from every nook of the planet .
Her lips as sanguine as red
Her hair flaunting her pulchritude .
One fine morning , in her repugnant life
he came being a gossamer of her dreams
His lissome clasped with hers
creating a horizon of dalliance they never knew ….
And in the Autumn months,
when the Kashful overlaid the Teesta banks
The shiuli flowers proliferated it’s aroma.
Her life acquired a woebegone savour
cause he had to leave along with his mighty glaive
to prove the obsolete affection for his place.
It was Dashami , Maa had to be immersed
who was a boon to the eyes
being a panolpy of pastiche ….
While everyone was adeiuin Maa
her heart catalysed in her tears
She cried obstreperously
surrendering her entity
and cremated herself from within
For why , her soulmate absquatulated her
projecting a melancholy gleam of light
imprisoning her in amorphous grimace
but , still she survived
redeeming the moiety of her heart
knowing that she is losing herself
in the black hole of her cage…