Treasure Island

Deb Panda

(1992 / KEONJHAR, ODISHA, INDIA)

Solace By The Day –


How old are you – often I leave,
Often with the terrific breeze –
And remember I was laid –
With unshakable, faith to seize.
Once in a innocent morning,
Heard, upon my old forts –
Breaking, to least boundary of mine –
Embroiled, more often with song passing,
No more to us, alone we are –
And rest of world slept to dismay –
Looking to her lilt in solitude,
“Numbered never, or it was deserted? ”
Be it the dark, he splits,
Ever in massive folk of lie –
To push into the wrong truths,
Never I run after –solace by the day.

Submitted: Saturday, January 28, 2012
Edited: Saturday, January 28, 2012

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