Never...never Before....
the shore never called me so near so close
never its wide range of varying hollowness
blinds my eager waiting to dive
the deserted dreams
side by the sea of airy fathoms
flows its instinct eros
transferring noisy anguish to detect the surface
pebbles never to adore an endearing tavern
the hell to hungry transit
low scale aroma lies behind its fiery apron
dusk to dawn
thousand seagulls can't feel the mast
a ship sails where unknown
thousand stringers never to peep
the propelling fits where water flows
shack to shack importunate capillary
told the sphere to grow more images
yet the shore
called so close to gulf the glittering
never done before
a life may not live to spell death so absorbed
where necessity the vain tryings
to make the vessel over and overbeared
with havings which never
I had before
my shore my sea my solitude
never lie so deep to strangle
life and death so clear
never happens the balance
to hold the head high to sun
never never never...
Pranab k c
11/06/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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