Tunes Of Tear Poem by Dr subhendu kar

Sun when draws its curtain deep at the quoin
silhouetted by the shattered tunes of oozing tears
as when bemused across the shadow of the ruins
leaf yet falling apart from the pitted green

Still I hear those slogging voices of ill-fated
ruefully holding their hopes by the shadow
against the hanging walls of burning Hiroshima
across the dirty hands of the wild flames

when reeks of anger swells in them
the blood when stars to defuse by the fire
the man when refuses the love to blend
the anguish as relative as when intoned
earth still descends apprehended beyond the faith

the birds in sky, the tigers in the forest yet roar
by the time when disowned to their silence by the void
even by the fragments of suffocation as stink ling
embracing the sorrow when distraught and demurred
by the hoary will as wedded to the malice of the insane

of those who never thought of their own waterloo
yet rebounds with tears of blood spilling over their faces
as when bruised by the speechless sorrow of their innocence
when pierced through their texts of lives when surmised by the pains