Debanjan Dhar

(14.6.1989 / Calcutta)

A Beat a Stone


A beat is a stone to which a parachute is tied.
A beat is a ripple, Welcome my mermaid bride.

When the beat is done, you have tried your heart,
Cheek and tongue.
There is a beat in a light in a little packet.
There’s a purple tree on a white sheet.
Silver strings from silver streets.
All in a beat in a constant speed.
Gorillas shy in the eagle’s sky
There’s a beat in the red of the summer’s death.
Picture perfect, catch that bluff
Swing thou beat, at the off.
A light is shown on the men, who work,
Men who smirk, men who pause to miss a beat
Catch it up, later on when the music stops the gathering
For the night, for good and contentment.

Submitted: Thursday, July 04, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
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