Ode On ‘ A Little You’ Poem by Indranil Bit

I remember the day you were born;
The creeping shadows on the lawn.
The vermillion glow on western snow;
The snow of clouds on monsoon flow.
The dancing breeze on old palm trees;
Took moment a lease to welcome a bliss.
When Man seems busy in items cheesy;
When God seems dizzy in items easy;
Then Evening star sails and drift;
From Life’s far to unleash a gift.

I remember the day you witnessed Sun;
A moment cared with no borrowed fun.
The day when you first open your eyes;
A glimpse of colours that surrounds you, flies.
The spell that can stop Time to flow;
To adorn your world with heavenly glow.
Those spray of dew on aromated hue;
Let form a crew to glorify you.
The trumpets blow, a journey begins;
A humble show, all clatter serine.

I remember the day you first sing;
Your heart reveals of all your being.
The trembling throat, your creepy voice;
Envied a nightingale, leaves no choice.
Of all the winds that whistles in harmony;
Of all the maestros that blows in symphony;
The greatest of kings whose courtyards are lurked;
The finest of strings whose notes are defied;
Your melody shall rise to out throw them all!
Your tune shall devote to mesmerize them all.

I remember the day you learn to dream;
Your shining eyes rolling to welcome a win.
The day you realize the irony of a game;
The day you bow down to accept a shame;
The day you smile to bring showers of gem;
The day you sobs to learn grief to tame;
The day you first strangle yourself in love;
The day you bear heaviness that trails in a part;
Ticking clocks of every sort, I witness your rise and fall;
This song of life, thy harp of path, shall play on and on.

I remember the day you close your eyes;
Or is it open wide to deceive all eyes!
The flow of time sloths to stop on you;
The hymn of glory fails to unravel any new!
Slowly the warmth of your body disappears into void;
What is left behind is still as mundane soil.
The truth you hug is as green as the woods;
But truth is bitter that adorns like a noose.
Tomorrow morning, another Sun will shine in some nooks;
Someone else will lament this verse of Life and Truth.