The sea swelled and roared <br />on that full-moon spring night. <br />That day Damini said, 'My heart's <br />desire is not fulfilled.' <br />She wanted to live again <br />at the edge of death and the full moon of life, <br />She searched again for the bottomless blue <br />of the moonlit sky <br />that day, by the ocean. <br /> <br />In everyday of my life you are almost <br />the full moon night at jhulan, <br />or a full moon night in the winter <br />or spring or summer or at rash or Kojagori, <br />even the shapeless new moon night is <br />an image of you. <br /> <br />My heart's desire is not fulfilled either, <br />I wish I could die in your ocean, <br />die, while living, after many long <br />undulated days and nights, <br />Damini, in your body that's <br />alight with the sea.<br /><br />Bishnu Dey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/smritti-shatta-bhabishyat/
