Qualification

By Sukhendu Parui

I never wanted much from luck,

Still, why is the soundless empty laughter,

From swimming clouds to the blood of nerves

A strange burning sensation feeling

The pain of the heart as if the life-living

That';s just a lot of experience

But why then the beautiful regret

From the smell of dusk to the moving ghost

Unbridled drunken desire

A stupid thirst wants—a drop

The throbbing-surviving little that clings to the chest--

Eternal as if meaningless

Still surprising garrulous

Yet this excitement- pleasant every moment

The luxury of the air,

Lust and illusion are mixed with trust,

Nature is the best designer,

The taste in the blink of an eye,

Everyone is surprised

Above all is a raining-easy swinging dance

In the body-mind of the aged - full moon enjoying

Appreciation - who have that arrogancy

Fame - nature never cares,

But his deeds are all-everything

Influenced the universe

And I am merely a person

Suddenly see myself ungrateful alone..

By Sukhendu Parui