Search Poem by Saroj Padhi

Each one seems to be searching
for someone or something lost to time
for which hearts silently sulk or croon;
A bewildered Moon searches
for the lost traces of eclipsing kisses
from doting Earth on her wet tresses
during last night's short honeymoon;
the wings of home bound night birds
excitedly search for the wind
that incited them,
of their brief unions to sing,
into the ears of heaven at midnight
when lilies were in fullest bloom;
stars search for the moments of sheen
lost to the engulfing clouds
of a moody, gloomy Monsoon;
night gropes the faces of sad rivers
for the smiles lost
to the quagmire of regress;
roses search for pink blushes
on their wet faces
as butterflies under rain's lashes
piteously sigh and swoon;
my Love searches for the moments
that slipped thro' her fingers
into the lap of fragrant bushes
during Spring's wildest bloom.