Love -Butt Poem by vidyut chakraborty

Thousands of light years past
the earth remained apart from the stars.
secluded, lone, alienated,
She worked, she acted, and she performed
strenuously, sincerely, undauntedly.
Meteors attacked and dent her skin,
Volcano bursts like thousands sun burns,
Ice age squeezed her in sub-zero,
Water deluged her into soaring boils.
At last came up tranquility,
everything ended in peace.
She found out time to stare at the space.
A new mood - Motion, motion and motion.

The Sun light blocked her sight.
Scorching heat uttered the decree.
‘You are far away from your family and friends,
The Earthen World!
Your place is there in mud and water and ice,
You be there for ever.'
Then what to do….. Rotation rotation and rotation.

In a moonlit night,
She looked at the blue firmament,
Only the white owls were hooting around,
the stars were twinkling with smiles,
inviting her to be dressed in white.
Her Moon conveys her
She has been bluish green,
No fiery blaze, no reddish cheek,
And no whitish glow.
Youth is waning in duty and experience.
No need to worry……Gyration, gyration and gyration.

In due course of movement,
All stars and planets do revolving in Space,
Many a stars fell behind and lost from the orbit,
Milky ways winced,
some of them took refuge in the lap of the muddy earth.
Years after years the earth looks behind the skyline,
ages after ages the winking stars grin,
their call never bounced,
The earth heaved sigh, a reunion was her dream,
But there is always a butt…Revolution, revolution and revolution.