For That Love. Poem by Subrata Ray

Fervent anguish,
Distant aspiration,
Perpetuating despair,
Keep me logged,
For you Dearest me,
With withered transmission.

I wish to paint my concern,
I wish to let you know how I,
Amidst my drudgery's masks,
And blind-end compromises,
For nothing, yet something,
Hanker after, long for,
And try to rise above,
The cause sprouted struggles.

In your watery body,
My fish floats, swims,
In your zoo my animal,
With temporal cage roams,
In your airy sky, -my bird flees,
But yet un-contented I am.

Those may be my alphabetic lessons,
And your lullaby, affections,
But the You behind -flash,
In trillion and trillion glass,
With teased-wine,
And tune of impressed lyre,
With a dumb stick to set fire,
And clean out all my layers.