I Am A Low-Born Bard But My Poetry Is Beyond Caste. Poem by Prabir Gayen

I am a low-born Bard
But My poetry is beyond Caste.

Poetry has no caste and no Creed,
It can soar above normal time,
Poetry is free from the chain of legacy,
I am low-born but my poetry is high,
It is of the Creed that has wings to float,
My wings are cut from the root,
But my poetry is beyond Easter,
It has no lapse to look behind,
Though my mind is lost,
doomed to die premature death,
My poetry is to live in shabby shore,
It has no blood of lower rate,
No breathing of abnigating stench.
Beyond the territory of my mind,
Beyond all the fetters of being,
Beyond low and high, Caste and Creed,
My poetry ispure harmony between
life and death,
I am to bloom beyond this chain of being,
Beyond mortal thread,
A new life with new blood,
Only to be in harmonious blend
of mind and being,
A crystal stream ofconscious Creed,
With renewed form of flesh and blood
with new name and form,
will I be able to float, merge
into the spirit of joy and joyful poesy.
I am a low-born bard with tattered dress,
With time I may find a better womb
With better growth of Caste,
Better growth in the field of birth,
To grow in the soil of life,
To feel to think and to live,
A life of proper human being,
With flowers in both hands with
ultimate glowing of potential Luxuriance,
With the purging embrace of my poem,
May I have strength enough to find a place,
To be reborn as human being to live
as the space of sweet Will.
I am low by birth but my poetry
has no place to circulate
as base and narrow Creed.
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