Theme: Love

A Philosopher's Love

A handful of rain can drench me to the skin,
A little sun can light up my eyes,
A puff of breeze lends me its wings,
In a little seclusion my heaven lies.

It's true, I think of enormous constellations,
And the images of great continental drift,
Shuffle in my mind's vision,
And from my mundane drudgery, casually lifts.

I have been musing for eons it seems,
Like the bronze cast of Rodin's Thinking Man,
I have lived on a shoestring;
That's no loss, till I harbor my grand plans.

My thoughts are a prayer for all,
I wish my breath left a mark upon the air,
It has been always so, far as I could recall,
Though the world can do without my care.

But how I long for a little love,
That my congealed heart may get unfurled,
A little; my heart will flutter like a dove,
The rest I would love to share with the world.

Transcreation of the poem Ananta prem from the collection Manasi by Rabindranath Tagore.


More By  :  Priyadarshi Dutta

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Comments on this Poem

Comment This is an astounding poem, from style, imagery and poetic emotion.
Original and moving. A true pleasure to read. Thank you.

13-Sep-2013 11:22 AM

Comment My poem has nothing to do with Tagore's Ananta Prem (Eternal Love) in his anthology Manasi. It is no way a transcreation or even inspired by his famous poem. The disclaimer appearing at the end of the poem is not mine. It is an editorial insertion. I discovered it suddenly after visiting this webpage after a gap of several years.

Priyadarshi Dutta
08-Apr-2012 10:13 AM

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