If you ever wake up from sleep
And look onto my eyes to ask:
Why did I deny that thirsty bird
To drink the last drop of dew?
Why didn’t I disclose your fate,
Or show the stairway to heaven?
I’ll part with my saffron cloak
And dive into the sunset sea,
To let your Buddha blossom in
The garden of this selfish giant…
- Anunoy Samanta
(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)