Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Mute Love

A burning bay leaf
waiting for a day
when the green lemon grass
will whisper
"I love you "
today tomorrow passed
dawn after dawn
night after night,
springs passed winter too,
Bay leaf lost his splendour,
brought finally to grocer's shop,
red chilly , black pepper too
and bought by sky high spinster,
thrown into plastic prison.
Distance wailed in the
lemon grass heart,
Tearful dreams dried
in the bay leaf life,
in between gaping sighs
and bone less sky.
@ Amiyo


  1. I am honoured to fill the soul.
    Thank you my beautiful visitor.

  2. Probably..Yes But the Bay leaf is constantly sighing even today.