Comments about Deb Panda
You appear at this cross-
Upon the rising flame of earthen lamp
Lighted- in my evening prayer,
Flickering and steady with the wind!
I see you protect this pen;
With the dazzling shield-
When darkness delves deep into it-
Held high; with all kindness in reward!
Joyous- for this journey starts there.
And I reserve this flame for ages-
For my soul finds its temple,
That will go down generation, with undying luster;
Tomorrow -when they discover themselves in darkness!
No More Within Us
Question a world is no more -
Within us to incline, still be?
Universe we never succeed to,
And be sought; pasted to walk -last.
Slush and stray turned a cottage-
With bloomed yet to be or not?
And the proudly lights the lamp of age-
And hence unuttered, flutter that rules?
‘No to reward’ and know the award sterile-