But You Never Ask Me

If you ask me to sing

I'll pour out my heart

a sea full of melodies

will wash your feet in wavy art!

               But you never ask me.

 

If you ask me to pray

bells of all temples would

chime to lull god's sleep

in Swings Way

silence will reign deep.

               But you never ask me.

 

If you ask me to cry

I'll raise tempests wild

recreate deluge where

Noha's arc will forever lie.

               But you never ask me.

 

And if you ask me to die

I'll make all births rot

in the chambers of womb

for their living tomb

to save the birth of my love.

              But you never ask me.

Sabita Sahu