A touch of blue sky
Manik Chakraborty
A touch of blue sky
The drawing of clouds,
A morning of sunshine
The chirping of birds.
A morning of thumping
The rain-soaked soil,
The mother's lap in green grass
Enchanted and tidy.
A sky of generous pictures
The ocean meets the river
My mind is flying away,
The waves are playing in the blue today.
A morning garden of flowers,
A fair of honey locusts,
A morning of flying,
A raft of white clouds.
A morning of dawn,
Sleep in the eyes of a child,
A kiss of sweet lips,
A kiss of mother's love
I forget you are not there
Manik Chakraborty.
I forget you are not there
You are not there beside me,
It feels like you are
With every breath.
The wailing wakes up
With a terrible thirst,
I search for you
In the blazing wind.
The shadow of memory is painted
The hem of the saree,
The rain clouds fall on my eyes.
The lonely night
I wake up alone
I hope to see you one day, my dear
