Anastasia

Arindam Moulick

Of an elegantly ornate origin

  Is your romantic piece of a smile.

Drive your glimmering limousine;

  Speed past by this juvenile.

Those sweetest words you spoke

  On the day we first met.

You caught me marvelling at your cloak

  And that blue scarf around your neck.

Those impeccable lips of wonder

  Are as red as your cheeks thunder.

For a love that lasts forever;

  Don’t leave me and go, never.

In the burrows deep inside

  All dark shades resume charge.

Assured of my broken arms aside,

  I am drowned in my own tearful discharge!

The beauty of love in your eyes

  Flow in the veins of flowers.

Drawn close to us…here lies:

  Our silent bed of rain-showers.

Blossom by blossom the Spring’ll stupefy

  As the faint fresh winds are passing by.

Sleep Anastasia on the ripe grasses high,

  Streams of my love will never go dry.

By Arindam Moulick

- Written on 29 April 1998

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