Again I Scribble Poem by Rimni chakravarty

Again I scribble
Again I watch my profile
It was a long time I had been into the world of compositions
The time was such as life became a vacuum
I lost my voice to fume
Whom to complain? To whom to share the rejections
My life offer in a palate
It was not easy to digest like the manna from heaven
Only from the skies poured the rain
The skies were my eyes

It was a day to remember
The earth trembled down my feet
The Soul of my Mom flew afar
Leaving me all alone
I don't blame her
Why should I?
Only to whisper goodbye
'Mom I wish again we meet
Very soon, if you take me away
In your new world where I will lay
On your lap and rest
While you rub my chest
As I sleep
In the blue deep.'