Ease Poem by Susmit Panda

Crying, I opened my words,

Laughing, they were took by the herds;

Staggering, my throat spoke with fears,

Swiftly was it heard by the ears;

My limbs were panting, their limbs like seers;



My desire so mellow and mild?

Like the keen yearnings of a child?

So plain my tears? So vague their brine?

To let my smiting lust shine

Was a labour so labourless, free and fine?



To speak no ferric oath was meet?

Desperate, I twisted on bed and seat,

I prayed, or begged to the untoward zenith,

Churned up by many a molesting myth,

Sighing and sobbing in the burden of my pith -



My heat, I see, was vain blown!

In a polished peace I could be shown;

I had thought seas would pounce and prune,

The earth would erupt like an angered loon,

But so little my thirst I got the water soon!