Even More Than I Had...

The euphoria of his music,

is like one can never understand.

His idyllic flute's tones,  

has already driven me mad.

The petrichor he sent for me, 

has done its job well.

Passing me the tender love, 

he still has deep within.

 

The jubilant vibrations, 

cherish while touching my soul.  

And this Radha elated, 

miles away from him imagines him

laying supine; under the tree they once owned.

This solitude that should have made me mad,

have made me love him even more than I had.

 

~Hemang Kargeti