Faith Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

His feet washed in the breaking waves
stands the faceless recorder of memories.
As glistens clean
seawashed skins of honeymooners
he waits for one call
to preserve those moments
only if when the tides fall
later years would recall
from the prints of that time
shadows of a yore
of being together on the seashore!

Don't venture too far he whispers
none can fathom high tide's curse
before is lived one lovely day
monsters from deep carry you away.

Don't venture beyond help
he mutters as if to himself
if only you knew awaits what burn
when spend yourself the tides turn!

Don't go lovers too deep
I too drowned in faith's leap
with faith in love rode tide high
in the sands buried those dreams lie!