Mystic Skies

Time, in its oddity true and blind,

Shan't stand till for the virtues we seek.

It washes over the sands of our lives

The resonant waves, the waves of time.

For it follows not our dreams satiate,

But holds the key to all joys innate.

Placid pools of the night

Mirror the silvery gleam of the moonlight

Hoping for perfection of an infant beam

Praying for the song of spring time reed.

Wish eternally for the gusts of joy

But elude not the streams of despair,

And this way you shall for all time be

Happy in thralls of joy and misery.

Embark now on your glorious flight,

Soar high in the mystic skies.

Embrace your dreams and fears tonight,

And sail to the dawn, the canvas of night,

Paint your dreams from your pallette of life,

With all the colours that have you in thrall.

Climb high to the mountains you seek,

Of happiness joy and liberty.

If you fall into a ravine bleak,

Spread again your majestic wings

And high you shall rise

Soaring eternally in your mystic skies.

........ Tanya Bhattacharjee

Innocence Lost

Heightened incense of purity and pleasure,

Shaded rainbows of joys endeavoured.

I sacrifice my heart to no measure,
As in virginal calm it beats unweathered.

In furative moments of ecstatic zeal,

I see a friend to love and treasure.

Promised flights in fantasy surreal,

Have in me a new person engendered.

Trust and faith too easily won,

From dreams in love I have spun.
A sparkling lace of unseeming lies,

That veil the truth of love denied.

Sowed deep in the shadows of dark,

Thrives a seed of infernal lust;

I see it not for live do I, in my love's eternal spark,

As it crushes my dreams and joys into the gathering dust.

Merciless storms violate my soul,

And struggle to stay afloat.

I drown in oceans of misery cold,

And isolate my pain in a world untold.

Shrinking away from any ray of hope,

Sealed have I any threshold of care.

As each memory does my pain invoke,

I hide away in shadows, beaten and betrayed.

Winding roads and unending trails,

Have a new woman begot.

Wiser now to joys innate,

I stand here with an innocence lost.

...... Tanya Bhattacharjee

My Angel...

As I fumbled in the darkest alleys ...

stumbling, falling, groping for some semblence of sanity....

You were there!

Your strength overwhelmed me, Your love enveloped me,

What would I have done without you...

My pillar, my rock...My God sent Angel?

Our past life connects became apparent ...Were you ever my son or were you my parent?

...Deepa Banerji

Time Stood Still....

"30th September 2008....Time stood still........yet once again

Robbing me of all that I loved.....yet once again

First my reason to live.... Then the very essence of my life.....

Filling me with excruciating pain......yet once again

Causing me to question the strength of my faith......yet once again

But now?.....Faith??.........makes me wonder?!!......yet once again!"

Deepa Banerji