A Look Yet Into The Blue Poem by Dr subhendu kar
A Look Yet Into The Blue
when looking into the blue
clouds when splash the door of heaven
silence when festers by the glooms
cry defuses into the ruse when defies
and you expend slowly yet I wonder
ahead of time untold as breath passes faster
claws of time yet slowly eats the petals of love
delving deep the nectar from within
you simply outwit the desire in next door
as scorned by the faded history
riiggling alone on the shadow of sands
the prisoner of guilt behind the glossless bone
reeks when scoffing the ruins
as you extend snaffling the stillness
speechless pain when entreated by the tears
as the cactus in sorrows niggling the shadow
This poem is really nice kept attention the whole time. Very good write! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Can wait to read more in time to come. ASARE SAMUEL STICKYPHYN'S BABII GIRLL
subhendu, It is sad, but fine dark blue poems... Sincerely, Tsira
Excellent images and fine diction.Abrupt ending adds to the charm of presentation.A good poem that deserves TEN....
You have a perfect way in describing your works with words so definitely wonderful and beautiful..I admire very much how you put your words so nicely penned..A nice write indeed! Love, Meggie
You offer your reader a rich smorgasborg of images from which to choose in this lyrical, emotionally charged poem. Love your use of enjambment and your idiosyncratic way with words: 'Jiiggling alone on the shadow of sands the prisoner of guilt behind the glossless bone'; that is original and always intensely poetic. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Your descriptions are the flow that to me states the renowned style of India.. beautifully adorned.. and yes 'so speechless pain when entreated by the tears....' your last 2 lines close the poem perfect.