Separation Poem by Saroj Padhi

What I asked for was a few drops of rain
from the sky of your dark eyes
soaked a little in the pink pain
of my bleeding heart
smacking of the nutmeg
of our union.
And what you gave is
a curve of common rainbow
for a dream ride
on which I glide,
but to slide back
to a bottomless pit
where a mountain of memory
my head does hit
and again I bleed thereon.
Is our love not worthy of this
as we part now
like two cursed comets
in opposite directions
to escape from some
mythic emotions
of lost love
in the clouded sky
of our separation?