She Waits For Her Waves.. Dusmanta Choudhury

 

I met her on the vast golden beach
Waiting for her waves,as purebred
For a new or lost wave to beseech
Glows a lapis lazuli,on her forehead
Deities or mortal stands unknown
Speaks she like goddess,but shown

All that is best in the womb of sea
Harken from her,the process of life
Like a skyrark gets rain & feels glee
With her own fate, never be a strife
Wears she not,all unearthly aspects
At every step gets divine prospects

Path is short,grass is lost,no frozen
What is life & what is living on earth
Before the life,the road was chosen
Under deep water, hidden the worth
Luck is never fought against here
She says,"all lives are trifle & mere"

Darkness is deep in birds & beasts
Beneath the man & above the angel
Where on ash, the human life rests
Still parching tongue uses a chisel
To cut a soul fit for last judgement
Why birth, why death , yet to vent

Copyright @Dusmanta Choudhury