/* Pablo Neruda's 'The Song of Despair' is an inspiration */
In front of me the four walls closing the ocean
And the mortal waves tumble in foams
Between the sky and the ocean, this earth is hapless
A silent sigh hushes in a cold breath of death
Rhythms that ornament a song, now moan
My path languishes to trade on an inclined slope
Except you. This journey is a lament for destiny
A cry of a baby inside a mother's womb
Without you the grass refuses to listen
The dews frozen on a stoic stone
Beyond you the sky appears a sunken blue
Absorbed in pain with a face so common
Bereft you the moments travel inward
A river to get the lost joy inside sands
Leaving you inside a pallid moon
A brazen day is only left for me
Losing you inside the tumultuous waves
The lonely shore is cold with timid kisses.
copyright: shamik bose 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very expressive... Liked this piece of work too.. :)