Time still moving first by the night
when blissful cool by her flapping veil
reveled by her immortal mothering soul
by embracing all your sorrows from you
and keep you safe on her lap
by the lullaby lulled of intoxication
repose for the soul by her poised glaze
blanketing all the dirty designs of the last hours
the journey as we trudge on
still it wakes you by your dream
love and life when goes hand in hand
breeze blithering by the river side
the vale of complete obsessiness
and I find you in peace by the sleep
in her deeper deft of delusion
expanded from the other side of sea
hiding the sorrows by her darkness of wings
next day breaks remembering last night
you simply feel her by her softness
from the last bit of her moment unveiled
as bestowed upon by her mute melody
as mellowed deep through your symphony..
Dr subhendu kar
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