ramesh rai (13.12.1955 / howrah)
I Am Lost
I am lost some where
or my Kavita is lost somewhere
or I am lost in my poetry
I try again and again
to search out myself
in my poetry
your love has made me a poet
to leave the world aside
and be lost in your love
I had the promise
you will comedown on the earth
from the heavebn
bcoz you are the fairy of heaven
to make this earth a heaven
or I am lost somewhere
in the fair of this world
My pen is stopped in your absence
to sketch you
in the silent voice of nature
in the melodious chirping of birds
in the essence of blooming flower
in the thrive of cold wind
in the roaring waves of ocean
I had the promise
I'll see you unto the smiles
unto the youth
and be overwhelmed
as the happiness of the world
I had the promise
you will give me the life
that will blossom as
the fragrance of the world
And the Life!
which is the name of
betrayal, will leave me one day
But thy Kavita!
thee name is the life
had the promise for company
in the flame of my pyre
for singing the melody of life
I had the promise
you will take my soul
on your palm
leaving my dead body
for funeral, and will vanish
through the skylane
But you are lost
or I am lost
or we both are lost
in the world's fair
Poetry!
You had the promise
not to shed tears
in the yowl of my life
Kavita!
You are the begining of my life
and to end the end of life
Your scrumptious sound
echos my life.
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Poetry lost in words, your scrumptious sound echo's my life... forget the pyre to write a new life...interesting...regards