Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Here Is Where


Here is where I must anchor my boat
There isn’t no place to go,
Here in this bay it can stay afloat
Sail upstream when the winds blow.
I needn’t a place better than this
I needn’t need a heaven to rest,
Here this bay brings me earthly bliss
There isn’t no better place to nest.
When the moon paints my bay in mystic white
My boat rocks joyous in her stream,
I know this place for me is just right
This is the place of my dream.
I needn’t a place any better or worse
This bay harbors me best,
So long I anchor here under the stars
I need no heaven to rest.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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anchored on bay, moonlight: henry’s island

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