QUAGMIRE by Purbasha Chatterjee

 

QUAGMIRE

The ostentatious valour, 

Coloured the sky with hope;

The eternal war –

The race against aeon,

Reverberating through the walls,

Of veracity.

The tale behind one generation is,

The replica of the other;

But infant hands bequeath,

Unfinished dreams.

Feet incarcerated in the quagmire,

Of decision and enmity.

The throng of various ranks,

Thinned out.

The pride lay with a lifeless simper;

Serendipity was sketched in the canvas,

Of triumph.

The flute symphonized the breeze;

The sky was hued,

With Eudaimonia.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Purbasha Chatterjee hails from Sheoraphuli, West Bengal, India. From her childhood, she cultivated an immense passion for English Literature. Her poems have been anthologised in “Aulos- An Anthology of English Poetry”, “Caravan”, “Insulatus- An Anthology of Modern English Poetry” and “Lipi Magazine”. She is presently a student of English Honours at Shree Agrasain College, Liluah. She aspires to contribute more in the field of Literature, with the approaching aeon.