My Little Unborn Joy -(A Dream) Poem by Prabir Gayen
My Little Unborn Joy -(A Dream)
-My little unborn Joy -
(A Dream)
In the limber air did I listen
to her soft voice.
In whispering tone she poked
In melting posture.
Lying upon my dumb heart
she cried in soft inaudible voice.
With little fingers she knocked
upon my seasoned chamber.
In dreamful air did she smile
with deep meaningful right.
Her glowing beady eyes wert
piercing my frozen flank.
Stirring my torpid spirit
did she play with my
platonic mind?
Her angelic pride was hurt
and she rebuked my
guarded egotism.
I was a little baby
with my little one,
In the Self-born field
of ecxistence.
In the ocean of unborn spirit
I was lost with my adorable bairn.
Upon my awakening,
I am a deserted being with
unagitated numbness.
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it's a hope beautiful hope the beautiful future for whom the present is busy to save every nano second of beautiful future and the surviving of self
Every word written is beautiful, dear poet. It be Mt Little Unborn Joy or A Dream, so amazing! TFS.
The poem started with a suspense as to who is she? The reader when learned it's a cute baby, he said to himself, " Learn this is poetry! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 7:20:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
bu you are lucky she was born to wifey lovely sweety I have two u have a son and gal is she expecting a third