The Water Poem by Shamik Kumar Bose

Thou colorless insignifant object
Who at all cares!
Thou wretched omnipresence
In some wretch'd minds'!

That thou bless'd even though ignor'd
Thou a flame of life
Flow like an obscured wind
A flame of life!

What stops thou to flow!
What divine curse thou follow
Colorless insignifant object
Who at all cares!

What stops thou to flow!
What divine curse thou follow!

A moment's slip! A moment's life!
Do thou ev'r know?

What curse do thou follow?
Do thou ev'r know?

Yet whilst thou ever listen?
For thou curs'd from Heaven
A lamp so insignifica't that thou know
Lifes that ever flow

Tired am I
On thou spontaneous
Remors'd my eyes
On thy joyous! !

Copyright: Shamik Bose 2009