Your Silence by Somnath Mitra

Your Silence


God, I keep on listening hard,
To your silence intently..........
As yet unseen, unfelt truths
Take shape in my expectant heart.
Glimpses half-reaching me indeterminately,
But I lose it in an instant,
And I give up in despair.


Your Love your Peace,
The eternal resting place
That you are,
I do not know who tells me
Climb till you find His grace.


The daily business of of inflicting wounds
Upon myself as well as others,
Has drowned me in perpetual darkness.
But I vividly remember
How once after I suffered for long,
In an ethereal light I saw myself bathed.


Clear and loud all around


Ringing prayer bells' sound,
Made all my miseries disappear.

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Looking Back by Somnath Mitra

Looking Back

Be it winter, summer or rain,

God has been kind to children.

To give them joy in every turn,

In chilling cold or blinding sun.

These little fairies run about in joy,

The shining faces of each girl or boy.

Make the dreary world of the grown-ups,

Have a touch of hope for the coming years.

Every child is you and I of the yesteryears,

When we too ran about with little cares.

And talked with our playthings and the trees,

Each day of our tender lives brought some bliss.

How we wonder and miss them now,

Wishing to revisit those innocent days somehow.

© SOMNATH MITRA 2010