The Last Lullaby

Basking in the first rays of the childhood sun Chasing the fleeting trail of the grasshopper The ancient trunk of life, in its penultimate run Embraces the horizon, steps towards the bar So many memories twinkle across the sky Childhood fancies, youth gilded of love and passion The strength of togetherness, days passing by Loneliness creeps in, a grey morn lamenting the Sun Heart craves for a return, yet the call of the sea What pain cripples him when all bonds are severed A distant lull encompasses the forlorn lea Wonder peace ever found in the journey entire Were souls paired with soul, relationships made real The world slowly fades out, a voice heard loud and clear Prasenjit Banerjee Contest Name: The Poet-III by Gautami Phookan 23.09.2014