Resurgam
The lid is slammed shut, all is silent,
A few tears shed, a few heads bent,
The coffin is lowered into the freshly dug grave,
The epitaph reads: 'Resurgam, death is but a slave.'
Winter is here, cold winds blaze,
The Juniper stands alone in the wintry haze.
“I wait for when the birds will hum,
Resurgam, spring will come.”
The music dies out, the lights dim,
He bows deeply to the people before him.
The actor stands alone with his talent and his knack,
“The last role is played, but, Resurgam, I’ll be back.”
Dusk approaches wiping away all light,
The Autumn sky darkens, welcoming the night.
The sun sets, removing all sorrow, all pain,
Assuring: “Resurgam, I shall rise again.”
Nilanjana
The lid is slammed shut, all is silent,
A few tears shed, a few heads bent,
The coffin is lowered into the freshly dug grave,
The epitaph reads: 'Resurgam, death is but a slave.'
Winter is here, cold winds blaze,
The Juniper stands alone in the wintry haze.
“I wait for when the birds will hum,
Resurgam, spring will come.”
The music dies out, the lights dim,
He bows deeply to the people before him.
The actor stands alone with his talent and his knack,
“The last role is played, but, Resurgam, I’ll be back.”
Dusk approaches wiping away all light,
The Autumn sky darkens, welcoming the night.
The sun sets, removing all sorrow, all pain,
Assuring: “Resurgam, I shall rise again.”
Nilanjana
[“Resurgam” is Latin for “I shall rise again”.]