the whispers still tangle the web in hide
across the green of the deep cornfield
waking the upkeep by the voices over the years
jingling tone on the rungs of awful grin yet heard
night when dying deep by the rain of silence
wordless words of innocence never be despised
Pretext of love yet reasons all the blue entwined
hiding all the clouds averred from the purple plume
Oh it is dazzling here again in long night
I come away in a heartbeat
thought ingenious flows onto the yonder pane
like rain water into the memoirs of the night
the moist darkness over the green leaves
the rain drops sleeks away from the leaf tip
yet it bestirs the clenching hand to bow down
the green meadow smooches with the wet shadow
I still remember the gone bye days hanging over swing
sky when blazes the glory of rain by the songs from core
the gleams of love overshadow the morn intoned
Dr subhendu kar
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