Fusion Craves To Call. Poem by Dr subhendu kar

Playful night sings fairy tales of red stained rose
for soul to seek warmth to flesh out from boned fusion
as moment to sip breath of night`s kisses yet to gloss
for heart to weave fill of blue in vacuum suave.

plaintive breath gleans tear by griped sorrow to allay
stormed leaf surrenders to feel the godly silence
when web of spider clubs to catch its innocent prey
as if moon blinks in its legacy of serene white to flux.

deer escapes from clawed trap of tiger to shy of death
when grass listens gingerly walk of dew to quell thirst
yet swathed wreath rills on overtly into bereaved soul
as moonlit night embraces light of love on its wakeful lap.

joy and fear alternate like tide and ebb on crest and trough
fusion triggers to make truth of call to free of trepidation.
for mellow flow to merge into a plain of groovy vale
as world to see snug of home to hold love in tipsy eyes.