A Sense Of Loneliness Named I Nature Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

a moon bright looked us straight
a river with tranquil water
hid its undercurrent waves
a cool season with no mist
awoke with us

when a pyre with its hungry flame
danced naked to transform a human body
into air, into water, into soil
into sky and into eternal universe
a silence through out the night
played a tune unheard unmatched
unimagined world of another state of mind

touched that moment
when I thought myself
lied on that burned pyre!

Pranab k c
13/12/2014