I search for true bliss
In this absolute silence and fragile hour of life.
I lose my soul within the strong dark grasp
Full of hatred and selfish emotions.
The illuminated days of infatuation
Still tries to peek inside the closed window
Of my desolate mind,
And how I wish
To bring back those passionate moments
That made me shiver,
Striving to meet the longing eyes
From the corner of the half open window
And blow a kiss full of intense love!
I don't know whether
The shining picture of delicate obsession
Will ever be recreated
In the grey canvas of doom!
I shout, I cry, I scream, I try
To join the pieces of shattered dreams
Where every bit whispers with a tempestuous tale!
My heart, my soul was made for you
Long long ago!
And there I was, a fully drunken soul
With dry lips lost in the brittle glass
Of the magic potion of poisonous affection,
Wandering amidst the shady streets
In the gloomy hours of midnight.
Diving with deepest melancholy
Into the stormy seas of harsh delusion!
Copyright © 2012 Indranil Bhaduri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem