Crazy Thought Poem by Sujoy Bhattacharya

Crazy Thought
The lyre of the night is being played by the silvery
fingers of the moon beam. The jubilant wind is
singing a song in praise of our love. Placing my
head on your cozy lap my cooing love is yawning
to go to the realm of divine happiness. The ripples
of the gliding river is dancing merrily with the
rhythm of the song. Your listless fingers are searching
for untold love story in the darkness of my hairy cascade.
Encircling us a group of locust are blowing banjo to churn
the stillness of the dark night. A fleet of floating cloudlets
suddenly covers the shining moon. Out of strange fits of passion
you jerked me fanatically as if I was no more, I breathed my last
with the abrupt disappearance of the moon in the womb of clouds.
















You were sitting by my side on the bank of The Yamuna
The full moon washed your face with silvery talc.
The smiling moon asked me flippantly who was more
beautiful. The embarrassing question put me to crimson
shame, ! I looked at your cleansed face with crispy curiosity
to read your reaction. You hugged me with your
creepy caressing and your supple eyes opened the petals
to converse with the crafty moon. You thanked the moon
for raising your beauty to that height so that it could be
compared to the matchless beauty of the moon. The moon
brightened her brilliance to approve purity of our love.
We closed our drunken eyelids inebriated with the aroma of
the sauntering moon. Two bats in a copulating posture flew
away over our head spraying the essence of unfading love.