To Attain Musical End (Part-Iii) Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Part-III

solitude created by skilled fluting made me insane
intoxication, aroused masculinity in love-making
and the melody that lips-blow transmitted
wild I forgot other existence of life beyond this cave
jumped into the game with primitive turbulence
and soon I lost all other senses
except the sense of death remained

flute danced with ecstatic tune
ceaseless rhythm flying with pleasure
we the man and woman strangled each other
as wild as possible riding waves of love or death
nowhere left to return
only the expansion of musical ocean
the flute roaring fiercely pleasant
screaming and groaning of humans
made all my strength useless at its extreme
infinite engulfed all cells to sense
love or death sounded meaningless

only when ray of rising sun,
fragrance of unknown flowers,
birds chirps made me awake next morning
no trace of others presence I found
all my havings kept with care beside my head
along with a bamboo-flute
which backed my memory lane
dressing up hurry while returning
morning showed me the walls not even ruined

terracotta murals existed as antique
less lost one of which
Krishna the Lord playing flute standing below a tree
a baby cow sit near His feet
female associates surrounding Him
spreading their gown and hands dancing with ecstasy

silently I bowed down my head
to whom not yet decided:
Lord Krishna or the flute of His hand
music or the musician of night
love or the lady who burned with me
yet one thing I counted well

only the risk of embracing musical passion
forgetting death and danger of unexposed time
it was only the priceless cost
to attain this musical end!

Pranab k c
27/02/2015