Probir Gupta Poet Free verse

The Pomegranate

Not one, three bowls of lovely pomegranates
Look, the passion incarnate
Love or hate as you like, please don't desecrate
Gateway to glorious ecstasy
Of serene sensuality holding supreme creativity
And the all seeing mighty eyes!
Invitation to the abundant festival of inhalations 
‘Come, honeycombs are ready
Bees throughout eternity, come and benumb
Come here and swamp the boat’
Under the lavish moon there in the dark lagoon
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   25 February,2016
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Freddie Robinson Jr. November 3, 2016 at 12:54 PM Very enchanting poem, Probir. The way you make words come alive w/such vivid imagery is truly amazing. Words are like putty in the hands of a master poet such as yourself. A most deliciously offered treat for the senses. Love and blessings to you. RW Probir Gupta November 4, 2016 at 12:00 AM Thank you ...

Timothy Hicks February 27, 2016 at 5:41 PM I liked this dedication to what is quite the biblical fruit --- the all seeing might eyes, very interesting ... does the seed globes watch me as I eat it, I wonder? I wasn't sure quite what came to my mind when I saw the picture of the crouching lady ... but I can see the connection with the dark lagoon. Passion at first ... but then a tinge of darkness.