A poignant love poem, by Sarala, exclusively for Different Truths.

He stands every day 
On the same spot same time 
Just to see her walk past 
Her two plaits swaying 
Left and right 
She leaves a sweet aroma
As she walks 
Her glass bangles jingle 
As she dances in rhythm 
He can’t take his eyes off her
She is an enchantress 
In his eyes 
She loves white clothes 
With a red border.
With a red dot on her forehead which
Shows she is a woman 
Of chastity and divinity
She is epitome of love 
And affection
Any man who gets her 
As his wife is blessed surely 
There are so many suitors 
But she only loves 
A matured man of fifty 
And she is hardly twenty 
He knows her heart well 
And approached her 
And asked her for her hands 
Coyly though
She gripped his hands 
And a love story of 
Two hearts began 
On a stormy night 
And drenched their hearts 
With love and desire.

Visual by Different Truths

Sarala Balachandran

Sarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36, she took interest in writing recently. She writes free verses.