Subimal Sinha-Roy Poet Free verse

Sea Glass

An ancient mariner, 
I’m sailing for ages
across the ebony edge 
of the tranquil night, 
while the storm clouds surge 
with the thunders of strife, 
splinter my sky of yearning motif. 
With the debris of despair 
the shards of my broken heart 
drift with the cobalt waves 
toward the fervent shore of hope,  
where my sanguine senses shimmer 
with the cadence of silver sunshine.

The sands of time polish
the fragments of the sunk memory,
flatten the angularities of remorse,
turning these into sea glass like the stars, 
sprouting one by one 
as astral emerald and sapphire.  
Adorning the luster of your grace,
they shine on the shadow of the past,
retrieved from the sea of melancholy.

In the lilac light of the setting sun, 
each time the tide of turmoil ebbs out,
I excavate the stack of time, 
search for the treasure moments 
of the frosted fragments of memory.

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