Wake up

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

Wake up

Excruciate me not, any longer dear, I can't withstand - am bushed - fully wearied. I gave you, the optimal solace anytime, At the toll of my ail, you asked.

Wake up now to spare me, and you yourself, Sense my anguish and actualize once, How far I've locomoted to allay you.

Once, a while ago, you and me were alleviated, But, not now, in my instance. It is ‘cause your desire inclined, And had no time to reckon and mull over.

Think back, you'll be chaff as I flounder, It's you, who can keep me steady, nothing else. Intend before you be latish for life, Instead, let your sibs be my arms, As you did, let them not battle.

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

You racked me, so did I use a dark mantle, O'er me, to protect myself. But you, Alas! Have to strive, every now and then, For you made me weak at present, And I can't give my all, to protect you, As I had acted before, so lovingly.

You retrieve me, when you sweat, And throb and long for my tears. My vitality is gone, I can't cry on time, Nor, give you the warmth, when you in need. Therefore, deliver me, to save your generations, Give me, not that, I can't stand. Instead, lessen your desire of wanting, And hand me the thing I need.

I want to fancy you sate with green desire, That aids me, taken away by dark mantle, To have me serve you evermore for life. Or else, I should admonish you, right now, Goofs may hap right at your threshold, And, me sadly just gandering at you, With my broken wings, never to aid.

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

Wake up right away, don't sleep, rather start, You still have, in hand, enough time. And then that, our bond stays evergreen, Like ere, and hereafter, with pleasure.