My Stella -28 - - Farewell Poem by Prabir Gayen

My Stella -28 - - Farewell

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- - - My Stella - - 28
Farewell

Thou saith changing thy face apart from me, ' adieu ', I consented,
Thou went of passively and with intense impunity.
Like a mallet burnt in pyre I nodded, thou parted , never to revert.
A glimpse that I saw in thine eyes vamoosed,
Empyrean in the grovelling heart of mine,
Dark shadow of my self engulfed me again and like a Gnostic spirit seized by apparition I boomed for repose in tranquility.
Thou moved and I retreated to my spooky wings.
Damnation dawned to me and I enjoyed tasting transgressions one by one, infringement of the stipulation that I made.
Empty mind sought solace in the cave of dream and I wast a lost aplomb.
I wast vanishing in the pit of despair, sliding to naught.
Soul becoming soulless , coagulated in pain to pray.
Thou wert my purging whet, presence of my presence.
Detached dreams, lacking eyes presage not the respite from the stupor of my heartlessness.

Sunday, July 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Meethi Mondal 22 January 2019

Beautiful poem about farewell

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 May 2019

Soul becoming soulless! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Shreya Ghosh 03 June 2020

Thou wert my purging whet, presence of my presence. Detached dreams, lacking eyes presage not the respite from the stupor of my heartlessness.

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Shreya Ghosh 03 June 2020

apparition I boomed for repose in tranquility. Thou moved and I retreated to my spooky wings. Damnation dawned to me and I enjoyed tasting transgressions one by one, infringement of the stipulation that I made.

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Shreya Ghosh 03 June 2020

Dark shadow of my self engulfed me again and like a Gnostic spirit seized by apparition I boomed for repose in tranquility.

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Shreya Ghosh 03 June 2020

Like a mallet burnt in pyre I nodded, thou parted, never to revert. A glimpse that I saw in thine eyes vamoosed, Empyrean in the grovelling heart of mine,

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Shreya Ghosh 03 June 2020

Thou saith changing thy face apart from me, ' adieu ', I consented, Thou went of passively and with intense impunity

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