-concourse- Poem by Prabir Gayen
-concourse-
_Concourse_
Thy love do I seek when life doth
Inadvertency proclaim,
As an oblate do I wander around thy domicile,
Seeking the potion of life.
All the thorns will I defray paying no heed to cultivation.
Thy eyes will become my valedictory requiem.
The norm, the comity I do know nothing of it.
In thy love will I die naked to existence.
The presence of no being will be the proximity of Aeon.
The warmth of thy heart and Corpus will give copulatve timbre,
Paving me the way to be dissolved.
In the lawn of thy Incarnation will I compose a lore of lovelorn anthem.
The warmth of thy heart and Corpus will give copulatve timbre, Paving me the way to be dissolved. In the lawn of thy Incarnation will I compose a lore of lovelorn anthem. .......
The warmth of thy heart and Corpus will give copulatve timbre, Paving me the way to be dissolved. In the lawn of thy Incarnation will I compose a lore of lovelorn anthem. ........
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Paving me the way to be dissolved. In the lawn of thy Incarnation will I compose a lore of lovelorn anthem. .......