A rose tree having only two roses

Shukdeb Mazumder

We walked along a narrow road side by side

beside a park

where rare was the presence of any person.

Spring was the season then,

a gentle breeze was blowing from south

granting us the fragrance of flowers,

the sweet-voiced cuckoo was singing

at the top its voice to rejoice us.

And then you touched me first- through which

I first felt how love lives above all,

how love is capable of creating

a satisfying world removing much of the

bewildered looking

from the face of mankind.

Then much the same thing happened

every time in our minds,

in our appearances and activities- all of which

lastly made us inclined to look

at each other still for an infinite time- featuring

a rose tree having only two roses.

© Dr. Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder

20-01-2023