Musing 137 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Constrained mind yawns in all seasons
Being incompatible with the souls running
Dead or living in the marathons compelling.
Music dreaded from factual harmony
Amuses the sense meditating quite perplexed
In the course of steady walking through the bay,
Waves of necessities on determined leg pulling
Push back all the strings composed in leisure,
Fresh vows to be estranged from clamouring
Stoop to the barking days shunnin the reticence.