Hectic Hang Over Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Quick my cubic clarity
Changes with false to fear
The destiny of an unexposed
Gravity to dig a grave
Oneself dictates before
Duck oneself by loosing
Harmony and hostility

A knife was not a choice
Better words unborn yet
The charmer of that chariot
Never spends refinery
To be emburdened with
Pause and futility

Quick a run it deserves
To cross the road or river
As time passes by
Condemning tomb and miners
Simply a run my amazing astonishment
Just before the dawn
Somewhere peeping
To be exposed through dream
And dingles!

Pranab k c
16/03/2021