Missed my chance

Missed my chance

The globe of fire poured its wrath
When, she blew like an “August” breeze
And all the withering flora blossomed
Took to flight, all the weary geese
She smelled of untamed ambergris
Her stroke that of gentle misty rain
Then she rushed into a hasty retreat
Leaving the world in gruesome pain.

Jibendu Narayan Mazumder

For one last time

For one last time

The living light has faded over the drowsy lake
Filling the sky with a tinge of brilliant cinnabar
And for one last time I have come to meet you
When the world embraces a routine slumber.
See me till your heart brims with content
Hold me till the causeway fires up the night sky
For the profound oneness binding us together
Will cease forever when the dawn comes by
The sun will be up in a splendour to behold
And the spring back with its vigorous bloom
But, that was unspoken will linger within
The sentient tenderness buried till doom.
Feel me when the waves wash the lighthouse
Hear me in the scarlet tanager’s chime
I loved you more than anything else
I pronounce to you for one last time.

Jibendu Narayan Mazumder