Limpid Light Of Lacklustre Life Poem by Arnab Chaudhuri

Messiah, O Messiah
Thou art my guide, the enlightenment of knowledge
Your hands has saved me
From the dense of danky
You incarnate in so many visages
To save one jour or the other
To such a point from whence
Single face does no more matter.
Guidance gizmo and suggestion surreptitiously
Of thine, come to quiz why
You disappeared in this fugitive ply.
Though, your agile absence bestir to its pallid presence
Sacks of sagacity still pine for thy essence.
Illuminate my orgiastic body of eclipse
Resurrect again, not for mine, all evil memory to release.