_only A Kiss Of Thee_ Poem by Prabir Gayen

‌ _ Only A Kiss of Thee_

Stagnant becomes the path of life,
The road leads to no rightful way,
The forest is wild and madness,
The bed of life is quivering to fall.
Still aloneness pours in my mind,
Lonely mind seeks company of love.
Thy look virgin and full of love,
Enigma it waves in my empty soul.
Long ago thou smiled on me,
And went away taking my soul with thee.
With timeI did not grow, and quiet,
A vagrant being hovering through,
Only a kiss of thee can make,
The dried soul to vibrancy.
Into the soil I am engraved,
With root but rootless sepulchre.
My soul is crying within for a kiss,
On the part of thee to come to me.
Come my love with same look and love,
The same furtive glance beating time.
Only a kiss can move this cemetery.