Ripples In the Water
Envy in the eyes of sky
At the concentric circles of
Expanding beauty
To disappear from where it rose
Leaving behind
Poems that we read
To be happy
Here water is golden
There it's blue
A domestic lizard falls
From the beak of a bird
A variety of hue
From black to golden
Like you
The sun is always focused
To change the milieu
Round the clock
Like Van Gogh
Look at the waters
A little girl has flung
At twenty degree angle
A flat piece of stone
In a beautiful cone
Creating the obvious bubbles
Destined to struggle for
Silent exultation
Of rippling out
In a marvellous mode of
Geometric beautification
Children of playful waters
In a design they develop
Up and down
Across and around
In an almost inaudible love-sound
Boundary expanding
In rippling rings
We miss our bite of the bread
Didn't we one day
Seems just the other day
For we deny the passage of years
Didn't we
Agitated under the purple heat
Without missing a single eat
Got amalgamated
And the mysterious chemistry
Ripples of pleasure
Kept spreading over
Until the heart turned wild
Returned home
The waters wait again
Impatient and keen
As a lover waits in a jasmine evening
When would the boat come
With the tangential sun
As soft as a nun
And the three would merge in a dance
Leading to
The supreme ecstasy
May be for a very little time
Yet a lovely lift
From the hit and the shift
Of ripples after ripples and ripples again
A wonderful pleasure and pain
Yes
Finally the boat arrives
The hull hugs the water
Softly gurgling wave
Raises the required vibe
In its small ebb and tide
And both collide
A consensual collision invariably
Leads to a glimpse of ocean
The boat strokes the flowing water
I stand in anticipation
As you wait
Till my poetry promotes in your pearls
Those scarlet curls
Here too they raise the ripples
As orange sunshine paints
Like Picasso
Silhouettes of mystery
In shadows of history
The boat fondles
The water responds in delight
Both bond beautifully
From the artistic embrace
Arise umpteen ripples
Of unchained desire
Sun adjusting the exposure
Almost every second
The ripples turn into
Beautiful blue and black
Wings of birds
Rippling and fluttering
Before disappearing
Everything disappears
Whether a slave or an emperor
From the ripples of life
Into the last breath
Let us ripple-like embellish
Every desire and wish
To the extent a scope there is
Whether in India or in Greece
Like the boat fondling the river
Let's relish and create
Ripples of our nights and days
Time decays
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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