Nirmalya Biswas Poems
Those untold words of love...often do I recall Words...shaping themselves as images in my memory How can I forget those? Oh! how else can I console my mind?
I seek around identity among the Collective sounds of the Earth Yet, I wish to remain unidentified
The dawn is effervescent The morning fog is in self-love The pomp of the pristine white is all around
When words reach my aged feebleness They seek youth Words deceit me with Cunning directions, whenever I put my foot forward
Take a glance at The solitary flower Red and brave Braving the harsh winter
You can capture a landscape With the longing in your eyes Don’t frighten it, give it a little warmth Droplets of youth will embrace you
Let this sunshine, which lightens my face Be transferred upon another Let the grudges of secrecy Take a feline plunge, and hover
The clay enlivened Hearts weep outwards and within Carrying along the withered soul To the waterfall of youth
Smearing blood on the pitch black Off to the beach, the moon goes back Troubled waters, scuffling oceans
Those untold words of love...often do I recall
Words...shaping themselves as images in my memory
How can I forget those?
Oh! how else can I console my mind?
Those untold words of love...needed to be said
I try to speak...only to hold myself back, Poor me!
Listen to them every single day...
Don't be so sad, my dear!