last ride I remember
through galaxy we penetrated
heart of a cute symphony
cosmic and impure
but a drum I heard the storm perhaps
displacing stars and planets breaking the chain
again and
again the same sound through night
recapture recent agony
ride not essential
but the speed of journey needs the soul
to activate a livingness to combat death!
Pranab k c
15/09/2024
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem