[Dedicated to New Year, 2018 at Puri, Odisha]
Easy recliners and shy moon
on sand turfs warmed by noon
compose a memorable tune
that plays by a solitary dune!
Warm corns caressed with Indian spices
and tea with flavours of fruity biscuits
instill a feeling of holiday pleasant
filled with a sense of patient moments.
Camels adorned with silken sheets
complain not of the roaring seas:
long they for the oases far,
homes beyond the deserted stars!
Waters are calm, but rest they not,
might they carry in infinite lot;
men enjoy the moments on shore
despite they know the sorrowful more!
The sea ends not, the horizon indistinct,
the cool breeze subdues all thoughts, weak.
A sight of relief it is:
reasons are unknown
or attempts not made to think of it:
just moments like time in a chaotic soul!
Easy recliners and shy moon
on sand turfs warmed by noon
compose a memorable tune
that plays by a solitary dune!
Warm corns caressed with Indian spices
and tea with flavours of fruity biscuits
instill a feeling of holiday pleasant
filled with a sense of patient moments.
Camels adorned with silken sheets
complain not of the roaring seas:
long they for the oases far,
homes beyond the deserted stars!
Waters are calm, but rest they not,
might they carry in infinite lot;
men enjoy the moments on shore
despite they know the sorrowful more!
The sea ends not, the horizon indistinct,
the cool breeze subdues all thoughts, weak.
A sight of relief it is:
reasons are unknown
or attempts not made to think of it:
just moments like time in a chaotic soul!
