Deb Panda Poems
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!
With despaired moon; this heart is fervent
Like faith in vacuum from restless start
Not a while, looked upon both in stake
And birds whispered our voice, lyrical peak.
Wonder; this mind, to limits bearing within-
With shake, weak feet trodden to fear damn.
Ages; heal the worth; more this heart has
To wheel off our journey; rest to relent pass.
Dawn, scant in great length the rain-