Time reels though moments in seconds
everything earthly has its own rise and fall
heaving mysteries encored within
as truth dissipates in direction of reality
deciphering code of illusions.
From dawn to dusk and beyond
we do have own dreams
as soliloquies in mid summer
curves of meaning never crunch
into fear of reality or religion
as genuflection of dew retiring
over grass blade to golden rays
for sun wakening into redemption,
passage of time gets defrayed
as reclaimed through emancipation
dawn riffles in dulcet tones
eyes smear mystery refuting darkness
by flornce of beauteous glow
and twilight cries of its innocence
in silhouettes of own delusion
Dr subhendu kar
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