He Came For Help Poem by Prabir Gayen

- My stella -

Had I been a dwarf!
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Had I been a dwarf, a Lilliput,
Life would be a benison.
Upon thy Thorax's sheath,
Cooling yet warm with non- sequitur
affection will I live playfully and with indisputable Rejoicing.
Thou may carry me while thou please
and may I get a place sober and solemn
Unencumbered that life's Tenacious hands
Ordain.
Thou may look into my being and
my sense like empty sky, blue and infinite
honor thy crowning Sobriety.
A single soul as in the womb of mother,
Divine and Ruminative will I breathe without air.
The pulsating citadel of thy heart and
Coducive embrace with Ministerial eyes
Will radiate oblate and prolate an eternal
Harborage upon this afflicted spirit.
Had I been a dwarf, a runt
I would make this life a celebration,
deathless with the depth of love
That thy being fosters and administers
For me.He