The Seasons
The
evening drizzle kisses
The
open road
Then
it pours
The
rain bites breaks batters
Like
the drizzle your smile flowed
Into
my blood
Now
Your
laugh bites breaks batters
My
febrile flesh
It
was spring when we exchanged glances
My
heart like a swallow found a home
In
your eyes
Then
I took your hand in mine
And
the warmth of summer blazed
In
my blood
But
we had met only to part
Autumn
came
With
unsaid words leeward of hope
Memory
frosted into winter
Endless
wordless bloodless
Dream In Autumn
The
dustpath ran through the woods
Your
laughter rang low in the distance
I
ran along
Trying
to catch the flower of your lungs
The
trees were murmuring into the breeze
I
felt they were calling your name
Your
laughter rang low
I
ran and I ran
The
leaves were falling onto the ground
My
heart bled autumn
And
suddenly I felt a chill
In
the mirror of the clear pool before me
I
saw my face had lost its eyes and mouth
Your
laughter rang in the distance low
I
ran along
Amidst
the shower of falling leaves
Autumn
A
hungry wind swept
Through
my veins
In
the meandering Milky Way
I
looked for you
The
breath that you had let out
A
thousand moons ago
And
that I had nursed
In
my cupped hands
Through
the thousand winters
Just
became a swallow
And
flew away
I
looked in the mirror
It
was bloodied
And
I knew
It
was autumn
Anik Samanta
Anik Samanta was born in
1983 and read English at Jadavpur University, where he is currently pursuing
PhD. He is an Assistant Professor in English under the West Bengal Higher
Education Service, currently posted at Govt. General Degree College Salboni,
Paschim Medinipur. His book of poems Wordfall was published by Nandimukh Samsad
in 2018. Apart from poetry his interests are Western classical music and
photography.