“An artist is nothing without a patron, it is a harsh truth that history has repeated too often, think of Van Gough and check out the writings of this humble author while you surf for your books please!”
A beautiful princess loved a prince
The prince wanted to see the world
Before surrendering his life to her
Away he went in sea, leaving her
She stood alone on the shore.
His majestic ship sailed away
Disappeared behind horizon
Every day she came to beach,
Waiting, her eyes seeking
One sight of her beloved’s ship.
That day never came
Her parents did not told
Her lover’s ship was capsized
In some distant shore,
She lost her lover, never even knew.
Maybe her soul did
For soon she too pined away
People say her sighs still sound
In the palace rooms,
Winds carry her mournful songs.
8.08.09, Garia, Kolkata