Unuttered Inscriptions : 8

The clouds..the night clouds pass with the streak of blue lightning n with a promise of untold stories..from the Buddhist Jatakas..the last birth..yet this very new birth..

Whenever I arrive here I feel like a reincarnated soul..breaking out in open laughter..n the horizons trembling..within the gorgeous spirit..call life..

Still the anchor of the lost ship can be seen..the broken mast and the towered pillar with the inscriptions of Prakrit..and it is where I first saw you..far down the ages..in a festival of Navaratri..

On the fragmented harbour I waited for you with the fragrance of the horizon and the kiss of the sea waves..

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seema chowdhury
a nice love poem, descriptive and deep.
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Debs
Unuttered Inscriptions a interesting write.
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Kendzi
I'm totally in love with this kinda poetry! The words just flow along very nicely. And nice description too. I've never been to india, but the poems I read here just make me wish I had. Keep this up!
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RAJ NANDY
True friend , outside Bengal it got be Navaratri . You have adapted your thoughts well ! -Raj
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