ALONE

When I'm with memories all alone,
fragrances of bliss fill my paradise.
Sweetness of lips are to me known,
and is heavenly with your closed eyes.

When I'm in dreams all alone,
your angelic voice echoes in my ears.
The trees of love we have sown,
gives us shade and removes all fears.

When I'm with you all alone,
deep in the night beneath stars.
Walked mile together, darkness forlorn,
made us smile and heal all scars.

Prasenjit©1997-2012

MY MOTHER

Did she want to see me,
just before she died?
Alone in silence could not see,
her 'maker' to her maybe lied.

Was there anything to say,
before she closed her eyes?
We won't know now, no way,
I couldn't hear her sobs 'n' cries.

A night that will always,
grow darker as time pass.
Towards the ceiling her gaze,
perhaps had questions - alas....

Maybe some drops of tear,
could have filled her eyes.
Fear of the unknown, a great fear,
that her only son is now not near.

Prasenjit©1997-2012

THE FAMILY

In a land beyond the hills,
there lived a family of three.
A pond that in the rain fills,
and they lived a life carefree.

In morn the light would fall,
on blue lakes and valleys green.
The beauty in fog does enthrall,
and silence glorify nature serene.

In the tender lap of the valleys,
they lived a good and simple life.
Amidst a charming pond of lilies,
lived a happy and caring wife.

Prasenjit©1997-2012