Life_Thou Art Full Of Promises Poem by Prabir Gayen

_ Life! Thou art full of promises_

Life! thou art full of promises never to meet,
Mortals do hope to find thee in every minute,
Thy fruitless stature hast no timelymanner,
Thou art in every nook and every particle of thought,
untimely thou art to differ to adore the pain thou offer,
Time fleets and with silent fall of light thou depart,
Thou art as akilling treasure in field and shower,
Into thy house we will never thee meet in soil or in ether,
Vain is the way to make an effort to know thee, Dream that thou bring in colourful eyes,
outer song with inner tune hast no trace of celebration.
Life! Thou art a silent song and no singer can sing thy voice,
In the deep solitude of Mind thou art felt,
No wayis there to possess thee,
Thou art with no voice no hope to utter.
Thou art a voiceless shout having no sound to disturb
Life ! thou art a dear damsel with nothing
to find for a mortal,
In every effort of mine thou art seen vanishing
Like camphor,
Effort to know is the impediment and doleful becomes my approach to life.
I am a vagrant traveller and each moment I meet thee,
Likethe light that touches the soft petals,
In silent chamber of my heart I wait
And my waiting is tireless.
Vacant and traceless is thy lawn and I am one with no sense of thy song.
With empty mind and painful heart I seek thee,
Thy music that became pompous and active in my childhood days and nights.
In deep-rooted silence and sonorous clamour
Thou wert vibrant,
Now I am undress and open and honest to meet thee,
But thou art unseen and beyond my grasp.