Treasure Island

Kingshuk Chakraborty


Charoibeti - Move On


The moon was showering love
All through the night;
The glowing earth looked magical
In his arms.
With flowing ecstasy
When he was blissfully bright
My envied eyes
From the pain of estrangement
Asked the moon…
Why am I so lonely?

At the breaking of dawn
Losing his beloved to the Sun
Fading away in the sky
Doleful Moon said,
That is Earth
Where nothing is eternal
Whether it’s sadness or mirth
Charoibeti……….
Life would move on
Some may move away
But some would come along.

Submitted: Friday, June 21, 2013
Edited: Saturday, June 22, 2013
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'Charoibeti' is word from Upanishada, says 'Move on'

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