o my love and would-be !
where were you born ?
in which land..which place..which street?
are you younger..or equal or older to me ?
have you begun your search of me as i now?
have you broadcast your mysterious signals in space
as my signals grope for yours all over the world ?
what you expect of me ..wealth or charm
or strength...or love or status ?
what are your dreams of life?
would we make up a match ?
or fate tricks two diverging hearts into a choking knot ?
i stray in every direction clueless and tired..
sound your bugle loud and bold ?
even a faint call of love would add wings to my soul...
o that precise moment !
for what you await lurking in shadows...
no more breath to subsist on my dreams..
the heart aches..the wait scorches..
the loneliness licks my blood..
o winds ! pick my pair's whispers joltless into my ears..
bring the hot scent of born-for -me
so that i can scale heights and waves
to reach the half of me;
the moon teases me
and the stars heckle me..
o my half !rush into me
to make me full !
S.CHANDRA KALAADHAR
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