Love Enigmatic--By Aju Mukhopadhyay--India

Love Enigmatic

Woman! Whether it was your frailty or mine

I could never realize; you’re always mine;

A source of emotive surge from the unknown nature

To a neophyte, it’s always fraught with danger.

Sometimes I shied away with beating heart

Even meeting of minds and vital urge could not feed the heart

Every erotic rush hurt, every achievement met with satiety

Ever I failed to find the sought for beauty.

Looking for beauty from birth my eyes have never been feasted

With attraction for any of you, my being has ever been satiated.

You are there sure; your face fading in the deep foggy morning

Once you walked leisurely until vanished at the turn of the road;

It’s unbelievable that we couldn’t meet, my eyes steadily following

With earnest hope of settling with you in a bower sweet and broad.

Feeling, smelling and breathing you even for a moment is euphoric

You live in my nest yet I do not find you; it’s enigmatic

Even an apple like you before me, I cannot eat.

Aju Mukhopadhyay, an Indian bilingual award-winning poet, author and critic, who has authored 34 books; 12 books of poems including two books of Japanese short verse, five books of short stories and a novel. He writes travelogue, on animals and nature. His poems and short stories have been widely anthologised.