Persephone
Copyright © SHRAVANI MUKHERJEE
In the cold and dark depths of the hell
The queen bequeathed by her consort Hades
His love she is, but she knows no joy
Twinkle in his eyes, but she still searches the light
The greens, the flowers, the birds that flew
Where art thou mother? Wheres the land I knew?
Parted away from her earth by the frozen Styx
She has been praying for a return since eons, months and
weeks
Her hopes and dreams are like the flickering flames
A burning soul fuelled by her strong will
Her laments and yearns never melt his heart
His care and want she can never understand
Both are bound but can never comprehend
Each other the way they could have had
Expectations are the babel tower
With selfish own desires,
They had become blind to each
other
But every puzzle has a solution
In Winters, Hades had his queen,
While all Summer, she enjoyed
her freedom
