"the fancy cannot cheat so well"
THE UNATTAINABLE
The clock strikes the hour of midnight.
My active mind carrying me to windy Ganga.
Far behind my sweet home, too near the temple,
Visible with its glimmering lights,
Reflected on the water ripples.
All around the sweet breeze,
Carrying the odour of Spring-flowers.
The starry night, the silvery rays,
The twinkling lights from a far distance,
Urging me to feel complacent.
It seems being out of the fretful world,
I'm in the lap of happiness.
Fast flows the vast Ganga,
Carrying me to unknown destiny.
I feel as if blessed by God,
Being out of my misery.
I turn my eyes to feel the night,
And they discover you there.
Happiness now piled with joy,
To find you sauntering here.
Come H.B., lets spend the night,
Being lost in our glittering eyes.
Your eyes are decked with the
Lustre of your youth,
Your gestures excite my nerves.
I feel forever to be in your arms,
Whose pleasure be the soothing balm,
To all my scars of misery.
But time conspires to break my trance,
With rattling carts wounding the charm.
Yet I hold you in my arms,
Till my mind allows the vision.
Now single we are in the circular world,
Locked to win the Troy of life.
But before we begin our Troy afresh,
Dawn leaps up to destroy our fate.
With tearful eyes I adieu fancy,
Crying, H.B. are you there?
H.B. now lost in ominous light
Leaving memory burning bright.
My first published poem
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3 comments:
Another fine work...
Nice mix of reality with fatasy and a plaudible description of nature which also symbolises the inner self(think so)!
A complete blende of nature, love, passion, obsession, betrayal, pain, regret, and loneliness.
Covers a 'complete circle of life' from innosense to enlightment(knowledge of true life) the whole experience is well engraved by the poet~
Quite delighting to share the elements of ur subtle feelings, emotions, sentiments, experiences and introspection around life & nature.
Appreciate ur flamboyant reconnaissance!
Tapan Dasgupta
The caption goes well with the poem The Unattainable. Yes music of fantasy evaporates with the crack of dream. The make believe world is trampled by the fall of sun. This is what happens here also. H.B. is lost amidst the obtrusive light, which you call "ominous". The light is not hailed rather condemned. Doesn't it reminds of traditional aubade????????????? Cursing light and hailing darkness. But, it is more than an aubade when you say H.B. is lost before beginning "troy afresh"? Is it only for the end of darkness????????????? Sorry to believe that. H.B. can't stand the light, since she is only to make fake promises amidst the darkness. But when the beam of real world peeps out, she is lost leaving you with "tearful eyes". So why moan for being cheated by "fancy"? You know she is nothing but "deceiving elf", which you admit in case of Tianamoon.
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