I've been delighted at the sight
Of berries in thickets,
And have splash'd water at lasses
At brooks, streams and inlets;
With gaiety I have play'd up and
Down bubbly laps of rocks,
And stretch'd the roots across the swamps
For swinging over crocs.
I've suck'd love notes of birds across
Riverine planes and hedges
And chased down fowls and flies among
Blue bells, reeds, and roses;
Of berries in thickets,
And have splash'd water at lasses
At brooks, streams and inlets;
With gaiety I have play'd up and
Down bubbly laps of rocks,
And stretch'd the roots across the swamps
For swinging over crocs.
I've suck'd love notes of birds across
Riverine planes and hedges
And chased down fowls and flies among
Blue bells, reeds, and roses;
With boundless raptures rock'd have I
With brandies, and soft drinks,
And, too, carried 'long day and night
In rounds, and round my swings.
Up from bestriding the big cats
To sailing down the creeks,
From frolicking at cascades to
Beholding from the peaks;
Dictated have I, predated have I
By grit, by my conceit.
Many a promise have I made
To break through each limit.
All over the land, the sky, the sea,
Like the Ruler of The Three,
I've look'd down upon others--
Entirely all and sundry;
The time of present never moves
And death will never be--
And, so, no heed to the future,
I have glorified me...
Today, admit do I, I stood before
The mirror and beheld;
A phantom that I truly saw,
And ask'd, in shake of dread,
If that was really I; fake although,
The answer betray'd 'No':
How fast the life did flee! And how
Much long will I still go?
-- N P SAMAL
With brandies, and soft drinks,
And, too, carried 'long day and night
In rounds, and round my swings.
Up from bestriding the big cats
To sailing down the creeks,
From frolicking at cascades to
Beholding from the peaks;
Dictated have I, predated have I
By grit, by my conceit.
Many a promise have I made
To break through each limit.
All over the land, the sky, the sea,
Like the Ruler of The Three,
I've look'd down upon others--
Entirely all and sundry;
The time of present never moves
And death will never be--
And, so, no heed to the future,
I have glorified me...
Today, admit do I, I stood before
The mirror and beheld;
A phantom that I truly saw,
And ask'd, in shake of dread,
If that was really I; fake although,
The answer betray'd 'No':
How fast the life did flee! And how
Much long will I still go?
-- N P SAMAL
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