SKB (4th December 1966 / Jalpaiguri Town, West Bengal, India)

# If You Take My Words!

If you take my words!

Like a soliloquy of a winter wind
Sloping down the smooth slope of a snow clad mountain
A lonely cloud would then just say a hello
Amidst the sigh of a cold star
Of beams just like a widow's unfulfilled wishes
A whisper pretends to be an ocean's dark treasure
Sprayed in vain inside a celestial desire
A fall of a star, a bemoaned destiny
In some honeyed dream, a devil's aspire
Measure by measure
If you take my words!

For nothing I moan!
Like a wood drenched in tears of a long shower
If you would have listen!
For a moment drenched
In soft foams of hate or love
Ah! It may not matter
O if you would have listen!

When a dew of morn languishes
Like a wave in untold dream splashes
In some joy of giving
In some joy of sharing
What it so in this joy?
Leaves me in bewilder
If you take my words!

Shamik Bose 19.11.09 Calcutta

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Comments (2)

The entire philosophy of life is contained in that single line in a distilled form; - '...the joy of giving and the joy of leaving! ' Gandhi ji said that the world may have enough for people's need, but not enough for its greed! Unfortunately there is NO joy of taking away! - A lesson for the 'scam-masters' of this world! THANKS FOR THIS POEM! 10+ -Raj
good poem introspective in nature strong in structure and composition excellent! ! ! ! ! -10 anjali