Sonali Roy - The Evening Supper

The Evening Supper


One fine morning
Of summer,
You gave me a call
For the evening supper.

First I got fused;
Then, being excited,
I decided
To go to you.

During the whole long day,
I was busy in
Preparing myself
For meeting you
After so long a gap,
In nature’s lap
Of charming milieu,
With hot tray
Of icy review.

In pinkish cotton,
With milky ribbon,
I stepped to see you,
And saw myself
In your cottage beautiful,
Crowded with five pairs
Of swans in the pond
Under the pool,
Knowing no rules
Or bounds,
Only making sounds
Of love and care,
And promising to part never
From each other,
But to live with companion
Side by side for ever.

With soft steps
On the gentle grass,
You gave me the warm welcome
With older but newer charms.

You came to me,
As a single dropp of rain
Comes to a swallow,
And quenches its thirst,
And preserves it again.

Having the seat in the lawn,
Being there none to see us alone,
We became prone
To let our pains
That had so long reigns
In our heart’s empire,
But now expired
To see us united,
And so excited
In this meeting sensitive
With nature’s tricks sportive
Of various conventions.

The mild breeze
Was blowing;
The evening was approching,
And you had prepared
Our favourite vegetable chowmin
And panir-butter masala delicious,
With love’s wrapper gorgeous,
Of which certainly
The universe would be envious.

I got the whole life’s happiness
In just a single day,
And gave all the rudeness
Of the month of May;
Just remember,
The fine morning-
You gave me a call
For evening supper.

Sonali Roy

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