Cold Demands Our Wings To Spread Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

cold comes to unfold ourselves
from the core of that immortal object
many times you utter bluntly
without knowing its meaning and origin
cold comes to contract outer self
and to expnd the inner

never we see our soul but feel
when dead man lies before me
the key word of our existence
always makes us vibrated
with hope or hopelessness
pleasure and pain
cheered and depressed

cold a chance to feel that infite object
which spells its presence through our senses
cold a chance to feel the beauty of that love
we breed with our thoughts and rejuverance
cold and cold that time you spread your wings
to fly wide expansion of universe
as far your brain imagine
close your eyes or open all the same
feelings will bring you the universe
within you or you may join with its virginity!

Pranab k c
17/01/2024