Ode On A Wreck! Poem by Indranil Bit

Festoons in white of the heaven
Robes in blue of the king
Oars in gold of the majesty
Shapes in spline of the pisces
Adorns in grace of the empire
Splendors in pinnacle of the feminine
Wings in grace of the masculine
Decks in court of the royale
Banquet in dream of the fantasy
Sails forth thy ship of honor.

Standing in front of the naked deck
Searching in vain, not knowing what!
I murmured monologue at my own face
'Thy ship of honor' is now wrecked
Thy tiring eyes got aged with times
Thy hope of glory, all seems to fly!
Carcasses are good, they can grow bosoms!
Why am I born and where will I sail?
In utter despair do I close my eyes
GOD of Honor come commands at me.

Everyday that breaks the dawn
Everyday that wakes the flowers
Everyday that glisters on the sea
Everyday that allure thou festoon
Everyday that brings a new hope
Everyday is that the same Sun?
We the king's men; name us brave
Every night when the sun veils
We never fear, be it the last day
But portraits in life? Still call me Brave!

It's a common say since the olden days
Wherever you may sail, your fate follows
To obey the stars or not to be
The irony fate bears, will not let you go!
Promises and hopes are all you have
To thrive in the mist, to sail in the dust
The mirage of the sea will deceive you
But will sign upon, the land is near!
A captain is born to sail through odds
Be brave at heart and all will fall.

Angry, are you? or feeling down
Blaming someone or cursing all way!
What is it that trembles you?
Is it the epitome of the Mother?
All your way through ruthless seas
Remember Her, thank for her bliss.
Nature never shuts all doors at same
It's upon you to quest for the best
But alas! fool, you are again deceived
As you never know which way to Rome!