- -My Stella- -...... Poem by Prabir Gayen
- -My Stella- -......
My stella
In thy self the diamond of my heart,
Love sanctified form for this
Age torn being,
Thy eyes labyrinthine doth it seem unconscious blessing it pours for my
Tired soul.
O stella, the soul of soul,
Thy opulent fondness lures this
Priest of thine to live in the depth of being,
The warm breath of thy loaded
Sprite with painted passion's
Opponent stream motionless it makes
The vital force of my pristine presence.
Thy eyes labyrinthine doth it seem unconscious blessing it pours for my Tired soul.
In thy self the diamond of my heart, Love sanctified form for this Age torn being,
Thy opulent fondness lures this Priest of thine to live in the depth of being...
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5/20/2024 11:06:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
O stella, the soul of soul, Thy opulent fondness lures this Priest of thine to live in the depth of being