Treasure Island

Sudipta Biswas

(Nokari, Ranaghat, West Bengal, India)


Silently, very silently my heart cried
Stream of blood has been flown inside me.
But all are in vain.
Many a moonlit night, bright brisk day
Remain unproductive and morose.
Still a rosy bud silently waits for the honey bee
After long, long waiting
After very long vigil night
I’ve kept aside all untold desires.
Silently time passed away
A old star died, new one came in the sky
Alone, I still remain alone
Lonely noon became a gray afternoon
Alone I’ve seen the world
I’ve suppressed all desires of mind
I’ve suppressed all emotions...
Like the sudden eruptions of volcanoes
Darling, you please come …
Come with that old privilege of allure
Knock the close door again and again.
Prick me, thrill me, enchant me…
Escort me in the magical moonlit world
Let the sweat of your wing drops on my wing
Let the fountain engulfs with joy
Let your sweet ambrosia flown over me…

Submitted: Monday, August 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013

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