My Silent Beach Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

O spring!
I have plucked a flower from the garden of joy,
Now I have chosen it to place
In the heart of my silent beach,
And want myself to employ;
Where the grace and faith together will enrich
The story of my love forever.
Here the wind of seaside and wind of the season
Seem to be awaited too long to embrace
Each other so deeply, so egarly like a newly married pair.
O spring!
Why don't we play all the day,
All the night before arriving of doomsday?
My unforgettable memories here comes again and again;
Hope I could have pertained something inspiring to stain,
to show them a way -so I can play thoughtlessly all the day.
Here I have declared myself to stay
With those gleam of restless tides, with those micaceous sands,
With those bluffy stones standing like a messenger of the bay.
O spring, everything here is amazing, here I want to stay...