Hello, How Do You Feel Now! Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

It was a night
when I played with a nostalgic
dilemma inside a metal-chamber
where night herself
guarded acrylic passion

no bird
no song
no flesh

what more could you expect
not my case-study
but
it was sure
fire should keep the harmony
if hormone and hygienic
anti-poetic ambience
dictates the paradrop
to transform metal to dust

metallic-chamber means
night resonates with low frequency
to make herself understood
the poet's journey
was sure to catch
a thread of poetic-beauty

...and this is the way
when lunar eclipse
commands someone
to compose the word-art
commonly called
a poem!