still i do remember those nursery days
asking the postman passing by my home
do I have any letter please in my name?
he turns his face, my heart rejoices
like peacock dancing to clouds of hope.....
if he runs straight ignoring saddened voice of quest
my pain reverberates by his feeble rejoinder of negation
heart knows its resonance by emptiness of soul
redolence seems to fear of lone uncanny utterance
rill reels through blood by deep silence of sun setting
whom should i ask rune of sorrow when reneged
light when slowly settles in rucks of darkness
earth apprehends of falling snow losing warmth
do we ever know beats of riffling heart beneath quest?
as wrinkles engulf portrayal of art by rain of tears
Dr subhendu kar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-of-tears-3/
