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SANS VOUS 
 
though it is spring 
the trees in the park have woven 
a new green sari 
to cover their barren branches 
undressed by the gutsy winter 
with clever caressing 
 
some of them 
have bloomed new flowers 
to attract bees and butterflies 
to enjoy their nectar 
the air is filled with fragrance 
wildly spreading 
the news of arrival of spring 
 
in your absence 
my sky is azure 
and proclaims no rays of hope 
rather a gloom descends 
and overpowers me 
throughout the days and night 
 
can you call on me 
for a while even in my dreams 
and transform my remaining hours 
into a pastel of colours 
so that I can draw 
an eternal picture of 
spring 
on my easel. 
 
rajkumar@mumbai 
Rajkumar Mukherjee