A Vale Of Rune Poem by Dr subhendu kar
A Vale Of Rune
Gentle fleck runs through the novel of the night
Desert yet burns desolate by the exile
Breath passes through the void
silence seems voiceless by the verse
the resolution of the last night
whispers to wake the heart surmised
Cry resolves to sob saintliness
When saddled with tears bemused
Still you do exist by the love of fear
nettling naïve exhausted by the nerve
breeze bristles by the void when quietened
As quitter of the quiescent dream as inkless
Earth quivers by the quake milling around
the parole of relict redeems by the rain of muse
yet stateless when veiled by the glooms of passion
As you slowly detract into the ruthless ruse
The stones when parse by the tranquility
When riffling through the ridge of rhythm
As you whines to ruffle by the gentle flow
The bloods defuse to smile by the vale of rune
your poems are a joy to read for poetry lovers..............mute transmute
With this poem I can unveil each line to embrace natural and physical characters that are settings placed down for so many... keep writing them Subham, One Peace at a time
Another lovely poem, i enjoyed reading. you have chosen excellent words to express the quiteness of the muteness zone. thanks for sharing.
Earth quivers by the quake milling around the parole of relict redeems by the rain of muse impeccable language....and the imagery has made the words resound...liked reading it.
Nice write Dr.Kar! The Vale of Rune with its six magical charms can forsee! *10*! ! Great read! Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I dwelt once in a vale of ruin by a stream that ran down to a sea of dark regret where leprechauns swam unmolested by mermaids