O my ancestors

Darkness of endless night

breaks my bones  

Carrying rocky hills upon heart  

Beneath the civilised surface  

I hear repeated queer moan  

Let me go there

  I can no longer wait  

O my wild ancestors

 I hear your soul stirring

 I need to be closer to you  

I remember cave dwellers  

Smoking bodies sitting around a fire

 Poor resonance I listened

 From my ancient village  

Of those apathetic evenings in the lap of hills

 I have to go to bring lost souls

 Darkness of endless night waiting for me  

A million skeletons  Of maya civilization are moaning

 They have something to say  Beyond their last desire...  

Now they drag their hearts  

Through december nights

 I feel current of their traverse

 And the shadow of night hunts my nerve  

Still they are trying to rebuild  

Lovely dreams for their sons  

Through those dreams  

One illumine the path of even the dull witted  

They asked-

 If there is anybody to restore their dreams  

If there is anybody to bring the flame of love  

O my ancestors I hear your soul stirring  

I can no longer wait  

Let me go  Let me go once more  

I have to go to bring lost souls  

Darkness of endless night

 Waiting for a poet  

 

by Soumen Chattopadhyay