Manjiri Desai

The feel of muddy earth

The feel of muddy earth embraced by rain,
passing by of the first morning train
parched soul of the soul mate waiting to refresh
feelings that one can only once express...

Heartbeats of the child in mother's bosom
the first rays of the morning sun
the start of each day ending into the night
a refreshing dinner in the moonlight.

Beautiful breeze blowing up to a storm
peeling those thoughts already torn
and the tapping of rain on the roof
binding two minds seeming aloof.

Sound of the sea at eventide
spread of those waters seeming wide
feel of the newly churned coast
and a surprising evening toast.

Feel of his hand over my waist
and that brief contour of his taste
shine of love in his eyes or
those fake wanton lies.

Beauty of the rays of the setting sun
and that of rising emotion
that haste to bind two hearts together
in the wild wild coastal weather...

- manjiri desai (Manu)