Illusions - Poem by Obaidur Rahman
The shallow depth
Of your innate obscurity,
Behind the veil of your serene wonder
Echo-heals my frantic tranquility.
Between the time and space,
From the push of gravity
To the fall from grace.
The keeper of the sin
Grave-digs the shadow of the mist,
But the immortal time of the finite divine
Flame-thrills the power of the least.
The magic spell of the night
And the Zen of my ecstasy,
The arrest of bliss
Dream-lights my sonic fantasy.
(C) Obaidur Rahman. First published in author's debut poetry book 'The Mystic Inferno' in 2012.
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