In deep of night by dream
I hear swash of breeze
As I open door of blue
I see moment slushing me
of yonder beauty billowing
whites of moon entices me to temptation
gloss of kisses endears
swooning my pangs of grief into obscurity
mirth reaches me to enlighten darkness
by spark of freshness renewed
as I search coffin of sorrow
Yet it seemed sloshing by eyes
mirth reaches me to enlighten darkness by spark of freshness renewed as I search coffin of sorrow Coffin of sorrow...... well planted evaporation of human bleed. Who holds such fathoms in poetic imagination, He is fit to en-light the darkness. Beginning line of dreaming here gets its footstep on reality perhaps. So a total poem here has been knitted undoubtedly. Rich its marching gravity and....... Regards, 10+ pranab
Facinating poem, with deep content. Masterfully written; D
Charming, tender words a 'Gloss of Kiss that can enlighten the darkness...captivating poem! a 10+
Beautiful imagery, intensity of emotions conveyed by a deep innate sense of poetry with a philosophical resonance..Cristina Teodor
very beautiful...i can't express my words well, but if u can read my mind, you will know how i appreciated this work of yours...
This Gloss of Kiss is really very refreshing...waning off a muffled cry somewhere deep inside....Loved reading this one....
‘gloss of kisses endears swooning my pangs of grief into obscurity’ ~ Wow ~ ‘Perfect kiss Croons catharsis Into musing mitosis Not in mute meiosis Only neo noesis Rhapsodic riotous Vive virtuous Into blotto bliss And blossoming bliss It’s perfect kiss.’ ~ niv [from my unpublished poetry]… Excellent magic majestic joy ride …thro’ your poetry I’ve jockeyed myself into ‘It’s Perfect Kiss’ … thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
Swati COMMENT: The poem has an excellent soothing effect on mind.All of us when abraded by stark realities develop some mental bruises which need to be healed by a gentle coat of balm.My feeling after reading the poem is as if it is some such tranquilizer.At peak of night, swayed by breeze, engulfed into the halo of moon, we are able to alienate our sorrows. We then can step on the threshold of newness. Wonderful usage of words and great imageries. Thanks Subhendu for such a gift.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very philosophical view and a deep insight