New World Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

Even though you have not sung a love song for me,
Nor beguiled me with a deceptive beauty,
Yet, like an invisible moon in the sky
You raised thousands storms in me.

The patches of darkness appearing like ghosts
Hang from the branches of the tress.
I wonder why they laugh at me!
The long hands of the sculptors of the Sun temple,
Who built the beautiful statues,
Signal at me while telling
“Get burnt, it is the meaning of life.”

At times, like a mad whirl wind
Some times, like a snake having lost its memory,
Unmindful of the solace
Or reproach from the people,
I search in the deep darkness,
As I have been doing since ages,
For the cherished pair of beautiful eyes.

Emptying the entire universe for you,
Traveling a long route in life’s journey,
Sloughing off a tail like a lizard
Made of sorrow and joy,
I have seen a new world
Quite unique to me.