All for you

Going by the woods in an end-spring night
The moon peeping through the branches from height
The cool breeze reaching the murmur of the leaves to the
ear
And the fragrance of flowers to the nostril to bear.
What more I wanted to see, to hear, to feel –
only I missed you beside me
And missed all the worth and senses of satiation to be;
And all that I felt as holding was lost
In the misery of missing you the most.

Why not were you with me, why not? What restrained?
Why couldn't I call you in? What constrained?
Why you couldn't ever again express a desire to be
Except only once when your lowered eyelids implied to me
Perhaps you wanted my company to prolong;
But a fool of me cut it short without knowing how wrong!

That was also the beginning of seeking you
as a cotraveller in my heart,
And it was gradually getting restless in loneliness
you being apart.

Time passed, I also didn't express how full it feels within
when I get you beside
And how hollow it turns just missing you aside.

It's all hollow now --no moon, no breeze, no woods with
murmur of earth and fragrance of heaven;
Come at least in my dreams for moments, and
let things come up soothing for moments
even.

Madan Shahu, music enthusiast and senior journalist, is with The Daily Star