SUMMER LIFE

Fire in the brain and fire in the mind

Are burning high to catch the sky.

The silent pain swirls up

In silent hope to catch the light.

The hot and sultry summer awaits the rain.

The summer storm sometimes hit the brain.

Hope is all that the poor soul has to offer.

Hope is everything, tells the mountain flower.

The broken pen struggles to find words.

In the sky there are no clouds or birds.

The orange sun showers hot and bright beams.

The brain keeps cooking big dreams.

The death peeps through the backdoor.

Life wants to live more and more.

Life and death collide in the head.

There is nothing to celebrate.

The pretty young girl crosses the path often.

Life has its own dark burden.

Cold mountains are far away from the heart.

Time tells the head not to blurt.

Life is still beautiful in the sultry summer.

Death is still far away for the city dweller.

The pretty young girl crosses the path often.

The hopes in the humid heart glisten.

The summer becomes a bit relaxed.

Life has its own dark burden.

©Saibal Ray

29/05/2026