Sushree Kamala Bal Poems

I see a withered rose in rain
Seeing dew-drenched flowers
I take my heart again
To revive myself from the rumours.
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I feel you in the tinkling of my bangles
in the drapery of darkness
in the morning sun
And also
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The blazing sun drenched me with his lustrous shine,
And the frozen pearls of the clouds began an austere fire in me.
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You are a dream in my dream,
When I wake up so you seem.
You are the fragrance of a flower,
When I smell you bewitch me with your power.
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Your words drenched me
with their shower,
And dessicated me
with their power,
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Once, the ocean of opulence asked for my osculation,
To drench me with his thirst, that aroused in his heart.
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A dew drop falls from the sky
On a grass, that holds my heart
The dew catches the world in it
Which reflects your portrait indeed...
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You are like a warm woolen winter shawl,
You are like a humble rain in a hot summer day,
You are like a little dew drop in the autumn,
And a protector umbrella in the showers of rain.
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I am a sunny summer,
Without a blazing sun.
I am a pouring rain,
Without raining a drop.
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You are an oasis in the seamless desert of my life...
You are the foremost shine of the sun on the earth of my life...
You are the rain shower in the drapery of dried land of my life...
You are the reason behind my revived life...
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