The morning`s arrived, the mind all set
all the lovely birds chirruping around whom i met
but i don't sing with them in this rush arc
for i have been singing the whole dark
no one with their biased phases
no shout of cheer-'you live hundred year' and no praises
with no color to overcome
the 'divine' dark as when they want some
they'll get none
so just go with your beats 'the heartily beats'
the only one
Oh the cold breeze sending me some message
from abroad, in a mumbo-jumbo tune
so i turned my diary
noted some tunes and just went with it
felt every heat, every beat,
so neat
let me enjoy the moment, my desire, the fest,
of dark, a momento or lest,
this would go to abroad
far, far from here,
taking my message to my foreign friend,
why cant you be here but there?
prakhar mishra
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-s-divine/
