My Stella -28 - - Farewell
- - - My Stella - - 28
by Prabir Gayen
Thou saith changing thy face apart from me, ' adieu ', I consented,
Thou went of passively and with intense impunity.
Like a mallet burnt in pyre I nodded, thou parted , never to revert.
A glimpse that I saw in thine eyes vamoosed,
Empyrean in the grovelling heart of mine,
Dark shadow of my self engulfed me again and like a Gnostic spirit seized by apparition I boomed for repose in tranquility.
Thou moved and I retreated to my spooky wings.
Damnation dawned to me and I enjoyed tasting transgressions one by one, infringement of the stipulation that I made.
Empty mind sought solace in the cave of dream and I wast a lost aplomb.
I wast vanishing in the pit of despair, sliding to naught.
Soul becoming soulless , coagulated in pain to pray.
Thou wert my purging whet, presence of my presence.
Detached dreams, lacking eyes presage not the respite from the stupor of my heartlessness.