-my Stella -78 Poem by Prabir Gayen

- My Stella- 77
We art one

We both art one, though these bodies seem alight two hearts art one.
Though art not out of me and I am not beyond.
This momentous gratefulness is for both of us to yield to phanes,
Time is dour and uppity to the nectar-like song of our hearts,
It is boon and cussto our wakefulness.
But at our back I can hear the whispering song of the great Thanatos with woven wing with nyx
to draw curtain.
Let hypnos go with the light of our loveand eternity to fall within our awakened souls.
The sorrow and grief, dream and fancy,
Pleasure and joy art from the outer shroud,
Let us look into each and sail on the still stream and The moon above to unravel our way.
This life is a reconnoitre and test of our gallantry,
For the universe to break into our beings.
We art one beyond life and death and timeless beauty is our home.