yet the night ruffles in its shadow
when so cool being swooning the green
in lap of the spring or of summer,
chilled winter or all together by the autumn
still the blue when blows by the passion
yet honored in the gleams of love

whisper when cajoles the moon and star
to behold the lily in its glow by the arm
the arm of embrace when chained
all flairs and glares when blossom by the ripples
couching upon the glimpse of musk
as when stashed in the furrows bestirred
of its colors when untouched inward
even by the glance of meteors unnoticed

the palette of hope when raining high
by the souls in unison when heavenward
speckle of silence reveres the blue
when twitches the lips evilly in undertones
in the dark by the imagery of paints
when suffused by the tipsy nightcap
when gleamed from a distance yet apart

the solitude of midnight’s spring
when walking in its wider strips of tunes
still swarf of shadow when curtained
by the screen of lustful light by the eyes
heart still robes the veil of desire by the spume
even when bathed by the raining spree of spring.

sun in its scotching furore flounces the earth
thrashing it bitterly rueful like hot bitumen
over the pan of fire smouldering the shadow
melting all blues into fumes moving upward
when stressed by the reeks irresistible!
the colossal mountain of endurance
yet flexible by the stress of taste.in unison

Dr subhendu kar

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