|| শাম্ভবী সংখ্যা ২০২১ || T3 শারদ সংখ্যায় Dikshak Bose

Birth

Was born a brown boy child,
of an indifferent family
and this little world of might-
out of the womb of experience
& just after falling from his achieved height.

It meant the world to observe his painless smile.
The pale & wrinkled skin had no guile,
his eyes were shut for this earth in peace-
but for his own, he was dreaming in an endless ease.

Perhaps the red apples aren’t this sweet
as his shrieked & creased stature is.
Perhaps the arctic ain’t this cold as his little feet.
And perhaps this birth is for eternity,Indeed.

But,for a surprise,
he is not mobile or restless
unlike the ordinary.
But after aging to ninety
he had this unique birth,
again not to live anymore-
neither here nor there.
But as peace,which is fair
and for none to share.