Me and My Muse

Monday, November 06, 2006

My Hidden Soul

At day I stood, battered and bare;
Tired of all those who not cared but stared,
You look at me for what I really am,
I remained "shadowed soul", a black lamb.

Created me, you, at what you saw,
You endured numb of my within, inwardly me.
I tell you of it, of my inwardly spirit;
It lay, as you saw in "the early side of the wall";

I have felt life from the same side.
And I knew, it remained frozen and not to abide.
Between my young and forgetful mind,
Your (so-called) "sighty soul" could stay on kind.

Whence and if you do, you'll see,
Just what dwell inside my heart, inside me.
Sometime, it takes a little time.
The "darkened soul" will then forever chime.

Not alone with what you got,
If I will hide again in solid cold rock.
Look for me in your own sunny days.
The "delighted soul" will keep smiling with all your rays.




Blogger gubs said...

bhalo hoyeche lekha ta...amar besh bhalo laglo....keno jani na mone hoi toke bojhor jonno sudhu matro tor lekha gulo bar bar pora dorkar... :)

Monday, November 06, 2006 11:42:00 AM  
Blogger Arnab Pal said...

thanks gubs :D

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Monday, November 13, 2006 12:52:00 PM  

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