Pearl Of My Soul Poem by Prabir Gayen

Pearl Of My Soul

Beyond the border of Mind,
Beyond self,
You are as deeply nothing,
Only pure stream of Vibration.

So deeply and calmly mystic are your eyes,
Storms of emotion are waving
from bosom to glance,
So sweetly blank to describe.

In your cheek luminous
and deeply sparkling,
Thousand words rise in ripples,
Painful is the attempt to shape in words,
Only poetry without words can express.

Poetry is the painful expression
of Joy and sorrow,
Like Joy and sorrow it is ever fluctuating
with rhyme and unrhymed flow
of thought and emotion,
Ever empty and always eager
to fill it's room.

Your blank eyes are full with emptiness
and existence is playing
with colours of emotions,
Words upon words too little,
Only pain beyond grip can transcribe
what is behind those pair
of burning emptiness.

You are the dream of a poet,
The light of a an everliving sight,
A sculptor's unthought idea,
Sempiternal waves of creation,
Eternal flame of magical mind.

Beyond the scope of purgatory mind,
The frugal vestiude of cosmic figuring,
Mundane thought and adoration deep,
And the embodied silence,
You will be living as booming music
of mystic heaven becoming the eternal Joy
of my heart cajoling my fanciful self,
Without the cadence of ornamentation
and embracing with thoughtless virtue of being.

@prabir Gayen:
26 July,2020,11: 10 PM.