Green grins through earthly eyes,
heart muffles into ocean blue,
dust inflames by the fire in the forest
night stashes in hide from the gleams
across the mystery of the jingle tone
moment streams through when eternal
dream comes true on the lips thirsty summer
desire reels through by the passion.
the mist of morning bristles ecstatic
over the warmth of seeping tea cup
and I do remember song of silhouette
heaving across the rungs of the quest.
Dr subhendu kar
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