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!
Moonlight -Awake Eyes
My dreams elude from rest-
In ungainly music from tender voice-
When you are asleep-upon dreamlands, my heart-
In lyrics of unheard ballads, singing in rejoice.
In tender movements of eye lids, side forth,
Whose virtues -in realms of mirth declare;
Possessed, Prized vault of all his treasure-
Telling the wind, set for the bright, stare!