–by Amanita Sen
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Icicles of some frozen memories
in the ocean of time,
turns to a glacier–
stately, somber, mountain-like,
fathomlessly deep,
feeling the dark body of the ocean
with a helpless desperation
that only a glacier can feel.
It catches in the prism of its chest,
the frolic of the sunlight
and the smile of the moon.
it sings the song of silence,
and sheds its tears
in the breast of the sea.
Wakefully alert with
the memory of a wreck,
it prays for ships to steer past it
and not write again
the story of going asunder.
–by Amanita Sen
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