Analyzia 90 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Waves dated back hardly have clarity
To densify the florescent being consistent 
With the whiteness of whittling flies around,
Rhythm of passing cells still having the persistence
 For touching the height prolific of insistence
 Within the breath of eyes minute in deluge,
Forging ahead the moment overwhelmed by beatings.
Central wood widening with substance heavier
Of starch ingenerated by drowsy sighs of mist
In the corner remote of greenery assembling.