Beauty Needs No Garden Its Own Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Darkly density of her tanned skin
entrapped my-ness of night-covered my beauty

defeat sometimes much blended
with ecstatic winning puzzle
if blending flows like a dawn
all over the stable for next galloping

density of such volatile virginity
capriciously igniting the motion
to know where hatches are ecstatically lipid
to plentify immortality

My god, I confess you honestly
her skin was naked
and I the full blown variety of seasonal petals
perhaps never you met the word I uttered
so careless divine but despotic

dignity of your cathedral-living-vanity
could be quaked yet not happened
my-ness scribbled and a me became useless
the entire paradox knows
where the track promised to be strangled
but where does it flapping

all of her skin and darkly density
mesmerising by its penetrative credibility!

Pranab k c
17/11/2015