Adieu - Poem by Debashish Sarkar
You are not born for death, immortal love;
Hungry generations will come they may tread you down,
I may hug the freeze or rest in peace,
Love unravished by time will serve the king and clown.
Perplexed mind retards me so often,
Dark mystery of love aches my heart,
That can hardly fade, dissolve and can soften;
Once incense breathing morn now serves painful mirth.
Where men sit and groan side by side,
Where a bard sings a requiem to his beloved;
Charioted by Bacchus - i'll take my ride,
To the blue and to the hollowed surface.
Should i haste towards the fairy land?
Where a maiden awaits not succumbed by the ravages of time,
Engulfed by the evil aerial spirits and the perilous sea;
Valorous act! and i'll pace them in rhyme.
Pursuing you, i hugged every pain;
Charmed by her false impression, that fetched me shame;
She loved me once and cheated so well,
Ravished by fate, i rang my own death knell.
Away! away! to a land far from here,
To kiss thy hand and thy immortal feet,
To smell the holy incense and taste the nectar there,
Where the yolk and the seas meet.
My love cries in excruciating pain,
Now i'm half in love and charmed by death,
In this forlorn place i hate my solitary reign,
Fashioned like a sod measuring my last breath.
Like a dull-opiate with my sun-burned brain,
Drops of hemlock runs through my crimson drains-
Drowsy? death's child resides in my senses-
Pain never fled-now it burns me to ashes.
Adieu! Adieu! I'll leave this world unseen,
For the silvery queen of night-to serve her throne,
Beside the little Alphard, in the drowsy dim;
Will leave this sphere forever unknown.
Adieu! Adieu! - - - Adieu! Adieu!
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