Liberty Beach (Part 6) Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

What a sweet twittering!
What a sweet voice!
A little spoke In this silent beach,
The parky winds of summer
And before these very eyes
Her such alluring face!
And blazing so brightly
The afternoon is,
Today should I need more
Delightfulness to trace? ?
Look! Look! - something there is...,
Like a crest,
Wait! Wait!
Oh! the dancing ship appearing slowly
With its frenetic mast.
Frantic the day! , frantic its search...
Oh! the beautiful little bird,
It can be heard, can be heard...,
Sing...just sing in your way,
No one will perturb.
I can feel, yes I feel
your sweet tingle voice.
Just alluring everything here....!
Should I need much more to trace?
Should I...? !