Propensity Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

Propensity - yearning to touch the shadow,
the last rays of the moon often invisible, yet exists -
a desire to join the dance although that is prohibited,
the desire.
To see the rising wave just before it breaks into foams,
the beautiful curvature with an indescribable colour - close to bluish steel.
A desire to feel the nest although it is much above - hanging from the tree.
Heart that beats infrequently with an unknown expectation.

All these and many more that arise - propensity knows, but cannot decipher.