Treasure Island

Ruma Chaudhuri

(28th August1971 / Kolkata)

If I Could Be The Sunrise

As a new, fresh light,
As gleeful and as bright.
If I could be the sunrise.

A large life but not long.
Chanting hymns like a song
Like the soft light breeze,
Like the morning with golden sunrise.

Rising when the bird chatters
Bees buzz near the flowers.
'May we attain that excellent glory of 'Savitar'.
So may He stimulate our prayers.'*

Like a golden ray from the horizon
It comes in the breaking of the dawn.
I would instill that bliss of light
May my life is short.
My dream would traverse with sparkling sunrise
Whether I live or not.

Submitted: Monday, March 31, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 03, 2014

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*The hymn of Rig Veda.

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  • Tanya Gupta (4/1/2014 1:00:00 PM)

    perfect poem, very enjoyable.
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