Come not so close, so I can see you.
The room to be, in the air entre
The light to sense the darkness too,
While balance clears the lenses clean.
Be not so far from Where You Are,
Let's sit under the Silver Star,
To think we started a while ago,
To write a story That burnt to know.
Doubt and faith; fear and love; can not cook.
The races Knew our stomach and head.
Life exiled from our tired look,
While death is still to carry the dead.
Yet it's just the Saami of us,
Who Talked of yes on the moving bus,
Are looking now to change the car;
Windows closed with doors ajar.
Speak of song, talk of dance
far from life, and so remote
Stay for good give it a chance
not to close in Such instant.
Supratik
ReplyDeleteI like this one( Just a Moment ) the best . In the hands of a modern musician this can be turned into a lovely original song.
Santanu Dasgupta
Hi Santanu da,
DeleteThis is so wonderful!!! I am touched by your comments...I didn't think about it.
Regards,
Supratik