Edina-25 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Have you heard the cracking sound in this winter midnight?
A sound less gentle than autumn dews but more biting than rain drops.
May it be the usual sound perforce the reign of heavy dews
Gathering chill enough under the legend of staring moon and hazy stars,
Touching the dry grasses, empty branches like falling morals,
But can evaporate in next morn which conscience hardly can.
These are the years of hibernation, of sloth generation like polar bears,
Walking heavy upon the condensed snow leaving deep imprint of claws
With sick vision, empty mission and drowsy perception with huge hunger.
Polar is no more confined on Earth corner but ubiquitious among entire generation,
Therefore all the years looking gravely spoilt amid the kingdoms of lechers.
Earth is not as green as being framed by astronauts nor so cordial to nestle weak,
Like a land barren with billions on desperation for bare survival slyly disappear.
This is the long march of white ghosts, few with riches and gold in bonny clasps,
Rest are on life horizon being too busy hiding their shapeless bones beneath their pillows.
Sea looks narrow, high hills dwarf, as if the whole universe looking so tiny
To be accommodated comfortingly within a scarf, too sick on winter eve.
Warmth of outer world has ceased and in inner world if some remain lost in volcanic burst,
Comfortable hours are gospel or dream, tender thoughts grapple with iron rim.
Partial lucks favors the counterfeit moons and stars genuine languishing like summer noon,
Spirits of evil graves with rebound faces and on lovely dresses gracing the Honble thrones,
Hungry faces with disturbing attires are blown to distant heaven by pious sermons
Knowing well that heaven ever be belong to them with such unworthy souls.
Still this cracking sound will be continuous bells of all winter nights
And downward moon on margin of haven will glow full within fortnight,
The dry grasses will reborn in thousands and leaves millions, so the petals,
As the warmth of nature hardly know the posture of good by.