Warm Seas Poem by vidyut chakraborty

A secret aquarium exists deep in the sea
ogling with phosphorus eyes-
informed me the fleeting lobster, squid, octopus.
They were in a torrent to reach the seven seas-
Bitter, Salt, Sugar, Wine, Milk, yogurt, and Water.

That bronze-moon floats over the seas kisses the lips of algae
in the night of Halloween -
this tale I heard in a secluded secret mardigrass night.
Floating moon streams for embracing seven continents.

Down to the end of navel, full moon light shy to touch
afraid of the hot molten silver-
whispered by the sea weeds and flesh eating plants.
They are hot babes on hot beds
the stars will gaze, their moon stolen,
they can not make them cool-said me the wind.