The dust and din finally settles.
It's way past sunset
which no one cared to witness.
Slumped shoulders trudged home.
Burdened minds now trying to sleep.
Silence falls grudgingly in the city.
My unsettled mind seeks escape.
The white mussaenda outside beckons.
Golden pollen gesticulates.
Come savor the night.
Hear the whispers
the crooning wind
the sensual swaying of the leaves
the dew floating down ever so slowly.
Come touch my velvety petals
refreshed each night by the mist.
Standing straight through the day
ignored, outshined always
the lingering moonbeam brings me to life
the dark night gives me a shine.
White mussaenda, pure, innocent
your rhythm suddenly makes reason.
Nights are born for stars to be unveiled.
Silences pregnant with possibilities.
Eyes closed to look beyond.
Senses awakened to savor the essence.
White mussaenda outside my window
you take me where I cannot go.
Bringing me alive when I'm all done.
Carrying me outdoors to realms unknown.
New charms, new spells
nights taking transcendental turns
visions beyond the furthest shores.
White mussaenda, you exist for me.
Or, is it that I exist for you?
Nandita De nee Chatterjee is a writer/ freelance journalist/ housewife. Formerly with Economic Times. Cover stories and Feature Writer with Statesman, Illustrated Weekly, Economic Times, Telegraph, Times of India, Femina, Filmfare, Germany Today, Voix Meets Mode, UK, FrontierWeekly, Namaste Ink. Was Part Time Lecturer at Calcutta University Journalism department, PG for 7 months. Was Consulting Editor, Environ. Launched Economic Times Marketplace for ET. Co Author, Big Bang of Non-Fiction, Life in Reverse; 30 Best Poets; Sea; Coffee & Echos; Wrapped Up Feelings; Poetry Planet's Christmas in my Heart , Moonlight; Asian Literary Society's A Kaleidoscope of Asia & A Bilingual Anthology of Poems, Poetry Planet's Writers' Haven & Rewrite the Stars.
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