Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Mourning Raga

Put out the lights and softly pray;

For nothing that you may say,

Will neither make much sense

Nor the slightest difference.

As he that now stands apart

On that distant shore

Will no more walk with us,

Never, ever more.

Mourn him all who loved

And dwell on extinct bliss.

And those who did just hate

Must now hold their peace.

Let’s hope his kindred soul

If it does exist,

Finds the rest it could not get

And does in joy persist.

We can only do our best

To end what he did start

So that he would live through us

Both in life and art.


Sui Generis said...

Phew man!!! Oshadharon....u seem to be dealing with a new topic again...loved it...especially the title!!!
by the way,did u have anyone particular in ur mind??

Abin Chakraborty said...

definitely inspired by real life and also based on Auden's funeral blues.though,i need a good speaker to make it seem so good!!!

Sayan Aich said...

i loved the funeral blues..and i loved this one as well...you two write so well..don't check my blog...it seems juvenile now