Category Archives: Poetry

Beyond Stratum

You need aberrant eyes to see my enduring soul

 

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

An Illusion

Lost in the palaver of her myriad thoughts,
Tarnishing  every dissuasion that suggests leaving you,
remain taciturn to listen to your voice,
Become a vagrant chasing an illusion called you.

I touch your shadow in the soot of the night,
Rummage memories to get your vivid sight,
feel your fragrance from the immemorial times,
Hold your scribbles with words that had rime.

I treasure you like relics from a past world,
Hope incandescent like plumes of love,
Your happiness matter most to me,
And I reel away entwine in my reverie’s swirl.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Your Day Will Come

Today you may be a chapter lost in a sea of books,
Or a tune hummed once in some hidden brook.

Forgive them for they are naive,
Unaware of the treasure stored in your hive.

Soon the day will come,
When you will be their moon,
when they will be raring to bask in your sooth.

Remember the dark days have a purpose of its own.
For it needs you to bring the new shining dawn.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah