By Nitusmita Saikia
Contributing Author for Spark Igniting Minds
Chanting the verses of a mountainous morning,
The river flows in her heavenly gesture,
And amidst such tranquility,
Emitting a mysterious silence,
Tickling the austere mind,
The mystic gathers all the vibes of deep thoughts!
In the union of busyness with a little emptiness,
Time plays with his emotions often,
A little abuse of his faith;
O' dear the hermit...!
Little love for his repentance;
O' dear the stoic...!
Bulky smile on his lips trickles down,
Slogging through all the painful moan!
The colours of life,
As it was...
the commemoration of abandoned moments,
Burnt, broken; scorched and peeled off,
The budding twigs of his dreams
Just stopped breathing
And have all gone switched off!
The existence is like a cascade,
Falls with a burning and melting heart,
Breaking the ribcage,
pouring the verses of his soul,
The gloomy sky opens its wings,
And flooding in all entrapped thoughts,
The chanting hymns of the mystic river flow
Toward mountainous peace!
About the Author
Nitusmita Saika is by profession an instructor in National Cadet Corps, She writes both in English and Assamese. She has been writing poetry for e-magazines like FM online magazine for couple of years.
Her poems have been published in various anthologies under www.realisticpoetry.com and much more.