Tamal Kundu Poet Free verse

Fantasy

Imagine, for this night, you are the queen of Fairy Tale land.
I, too, am a prince, from Make-Believe kingdom.

From beyond our cocooned proximity,
the night shimmers in and thickens to a silken thread of moonlight
that the crone will soon spindle into her never-ending story
of billion constellations, both seen and unseen 
by naked, desperate novas.

We, entwined, like the roots under a rabid rainforest,
pale as innocence, battering feverishly against the stones for ever afters,
seize Avalon, and reject Camelot.
The canopy of fireflies synchronises in raw euphoria, 
a rebel Excalibur.

The wind matures around us.
Tomorrow may be an inevitable notion,
but my queen of Fairy Tale land,
my sword, shield, bow, toothbrush, unicorn,
a worn-out copy of The Arabian Nights,
all lay bare before your lion throne.

This world was once a crevice between fire and ice.
Fire and ice run in our veins,
from me to you and back into the realm of drunken fairies,
where the bumblebee heart of the day
is yet to ignite the pomegranate sky.





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Date: 17 / 02 / 2016

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Darren White April 9, 2017 at 3:52 AM I miss you, Tamal :) Tamal Kundu May 6, 2017 at 5:17 PM Missed you too, my friend! Thanks for keeping tab. :)

Darren White February 25, 2017 at 5:47 AM Why do I only see this now? This is worth so many comments. Those last two stanzas are golden. And in between the fantasy a fairytale evolves slowly slowly. Roots under a rabid rain forest . This is marvellous Tamal, and deserves so much more attention.