They Never Said… Goodbye, So Arrivederci
They never said farewell
Arrivederci always, till…
Please come back again.
My gold autumn leaves
Shake,
Twist a crisp sigh
And make it into a song,
A paean.
Your leisurely footfall,
Soft swish of her organza sari
rustles in the faraway hall.
My memory vault glitters,
Sunshine preserves of
Tranquil limpid clarity.
I recall how we bumped
Noses under the table
Playing "chor-police"
Thief and Inspector
Such perfect accomplices
In hide and seek of blazing
Life and all-consuming death.
Of those glorious meals
Where all hands helped
Make a joyous love offering.
Cook me some soul food
Again.
Play that deserted harmonium
Desolate upon floor’s indifferent bier,
Gathering dust of abandonment,
Under grandma’s dressing table.
Black and shapely ebony, varnished
Brass handles. Gleaming dreams of
Yesterday.
I lust for the life forces
Forged by intimacy.
I turn the rusted wheels of time
Backwards again.
Unite our voices
One more time,
In a choir,
In a tribute,
In a moment.
Let us bring alive the nightingale's
Pensive longings,
That revives dateless ages,
Let us live in timelessness,
Set us free of mortal cages.
Faceless angels, beautiful spirits
Free forever now to roam worlds
Unknown to Men...
Dreaming about
Days of magic,
Names move my tongue
Inviolate potent spells,
Good luck charms,
Never say goodbye,
Arrivederci my talismans,
We will meet again.
Utterance is a yearning,
A shuddering relief, till
They return,
Oh! Fulfil me again.
© Amrita Valan 2017

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