PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
From a moon to a sun
Her full love
made me a full moon
that rocked to and fro
in the waves of the sky;
her subdued beam
waned that silver glee.
A frivolous beauty
on the colossus dark body!
The crescent and dwarf
and a blemish of eclipse
made the moon so unsure
let alone being truly pure.
Got sick of this fun
and stopped the break-neck run.
The callous feature fueled fire
into my heart to the edge;
anger, hatred and wrath
pumped helium to the filling;
Ah! burning and bulging into a ball
I may soar and climb
I may die and fall!
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