Night is there by its dark skin to beacon
dawn may come with spankings of colors
shadow shambles to find path unknown
green resonates of being kissed of gloss

clouds of rain wears misty cloak to hide
blue of sky sees in mirror of grey mountain
cup rain dissipates to awake dregs of silhouette
sands of time feels warmth to reverberate

sultry breathe of wind seeks to flow
birds returns home fluttering to adore
by lone vesper of moments feels to sway
heart seems to swaddle to paint in red,.

earth pulls all by law of gravity to conquer
yet longing to adore scaffold of strength
mortality is path of joy and sorrow to redeem
as soul needs salvation when soaked in pain.

Dr subhendu kar

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