- -My Stella -No - 70 Poem by Prabir Gayen

- My stella -70
-My world-

The path that my master chose for me I failed to tread,
The path that stars winkfor my weal I turn my back.
The footfall of my being in silent night enlivensme not to open my eyes.
The pain isdeep for unknown cause and I am an oblivious spirit.
The monsoon rain, floating cloudlet's smiling face,
Morning's reckless warble and soft music of dew drop seize me not of me.
Cold is silent pain, death's inaugural strain.
The warmth is full of life beyond my reach.
Wordless mind finds no joy in this never ending change,
Myriad faces of the beloved the great.
My world is different, full of love, watery blue and in pink attire my stella reigns.
She is my first and last glory, my soul's projected land.
Death embraces me Moment after moment and I die to embrace my heart to be revived boundless.
The soft, sweet is my world and I am deathless
here.