A Crack! -Dedicated To White Wave Poem by Subrata Ray

A Crack! -Dedicated To White Wave.

Cave after cave,
Lie buried beneath the running vehicles,
No light but primeval ghosts ooze darkness,
So varied and colossal in the human forest.

The joyous and beauteous dawn gets imprisoned,
By the hungry shadows,
And the morrows racket the scorpions’ torment,
Of every passing yesterdays.
God’s wish, ’Let there be light ‘
The flow of WHITE Wave of innocence,
Seem to be repressed by satanic Vice.

And yet amidst this wreathing indifference,
There opens some cracks,
To let in Light in the caves,
And to evoke Love by White Wave.