The Paper Boat

And the paper-boat I float for you

through a windy night and the darkest blue,

hues of firefly made a sweet garland

of untold desires and a bleeding heart.

The boat did flow to an open end;

My barren eyes could ever cry-

your eyes on me

hands on mine,

Your soul on me

And the rhythm Divine.

The perfect moment I longed for though-

In a gloomy night

With sighs of soul in and out;

My pangs of love you never felt

I sang a song for you my love

And the tune of a flute came out of dark,

That filled my heart with an endless pain;

You embraced my song with the strings of love

Though my heart screamed out and I was dumb

The blissful halo coming out of dark

Shows me the way to be apart from the world of uncertainties.


About sanchitamajumder

I belong to a country of varied culture, sentiment with a rich heritage and architecture. I am from India. My passion for literature drove me to complete my Post Graduation in English Literature. I am a good reader,writer, listener,critic, possess a bohemian traveler's mind. I believe tomorrow is another big day,live in present, thankful to the Almighty for almost everything. I am too passionate about poetry and addicted to writing. I love everything that is natural, pure and innocent. I love to be myself. I am a free ancient soul trapped in this century.

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