MEMORIES...

Night seemed like the sea
Endless conversation
Jealous lovers with cruel eyes
Hostile wind in playful pleasure

A secret soul unscathed
Moonbeam piercing the night's shadows
The lazy moon as molten silver
Desolate loneliness of the night

At the distance the shadow of blue hills
Miraculous moonshine
Passions playing in secret self
Moon and stars cannot converse with each other

Blood stained moon rises over
The seas...

Asoke Kumar Mitra -India-