Give me the Rhythm
Stream of life pulsates boulder to boulder
sometimes so quiet and sometimes so loud
sound of heartbeats get older and older,
symphony of birds in the Evening cloud.
While the Moon is resting deep in my heart
sky of my dreams roll tumultuous waves.
Hope in thunderstorms embraces restart
in stars and fate together, boundless craves.
Without an umbrella, I walk in rain,
as fragile leaves salsa in joyous sway
Rippling lake mirrors oak trees in a chain
rhythm of graveyard, memories in array.
Only when butterflies flip-flap in tandem,
It's Pure Joy...give me the rhythm that's random.
10 syllables in each line, checked in howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Debjani Mitra | Year Posted 2025
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