Saturday, February 8, 2014

Pijush Kanti Deb- A Poem

The Wingless Love- Birds

A sudden falling from the sky
protrudes their dreamful eyes,                                               
yet, the lovers float looking at each other.

A soundless breaking of something special
frightens their half-bloomed hearts,
still, the lovers like to collide against the rocks.

A cats and dogs of tears
causes flood to float them away,
nevertheless, the lovers stand on the heap of hopes.

A fear of getting lost in the crowd
snatches their hunger and slumber,
nonetheless, the lovers live only on nectar of love.

A set of burnt and wrinkle hands
stop them in plunging into fire of love,
Alas! The lovers are blissful to be cremated alive.

A history is to be written
with the ink of their passionate love-
whether of a grand success or of a total failure.

A cartel of God and guardians –
ought to be ever-vigilant in watching
and in guarding the wingless love-birds.

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