A POEM BY U.N. NOHN BATCHMATE

THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT-  By A. Nonis Muss

An ethereal being,

The fairest of them all,at medical school,

A glittering star,

Beyond the pale

Of us mere mortals.

 

Now she is sitting beside me,

In a dreary classroom

In a dreary city,

On a dreary winter’s day.

 

A warm tenderness suffuses me,

A soft caress,

A shy smile,

A sweet whisper,

All fleeting,

But to me,timeless

Is it a dream ,a fantasy?

 

That night at the party,

She is a moonbeam,

Amid the forest of florid females,

Overcome I  mumble you are beyond compare,

A gentle smile of assent.

 

Let’s go to your room she says,

We sit in silence ,holding hands,

Outside,in the stillness of the night,

Snowflakes litter the sky

Suddenly,

Her face flushed,bosom heaving,

She pulls out a picture,

My son,I miss him so much

A mother’s counsel

Rings in my ears,

You must be pure always,

Like a Buddha to be.

 

We walk slowly to her room ,

The forbidden fruit ,

Unsullied.