Love In Tomb Poem by Prabir Gayen

Love in tomb
(G S- 5)
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Plume, tiara, dendrobium,
rose and incense from censor cold,
curl through foggy trunk beside
a pond, a deserted grove.
In endless rest and nature's elemental affinity,
Aminasleeps with arms fold.
Oppressed mind and deathless rest underground, once childhood
love did she nurture.
With frozen mind and body
bent with timeSimon,
a silent devout was cleaving passage for candle.
Sixteenth birthday day of Amina and roving
the grave he poured absinthe for absolution.
Mumblesome incoherentwordsabstruse and swaggering ingenuity the spurned lover spurred the flame.
Spurious might seem,
he called her name and
In filthy squalid place
a conversation squealed Squirming
a new invention.
Childhood dreams of happy memories andthe hope of getting married and separation.
Brokenheart she went tiptoe to his stablemate.
The night she wore her bridal gown,
and Britpop played
and she committed suicide
to stop livingthe life of abomination.
Silencedawned suddenly on his heartand soul seemed sealed with songunheard.
With smiling face he laid onthe tomband like adaisy with Amina he chained.