In Milieu Of Reverie! Poem by Dr subhendu kar

Night is never hasty to leave darkness

as eyes meander inquest of sweet breeze

for warmth to clinch in snow piqued hours

as soul needs light of joy to embrace.


by love of light don`t you like this world?

do you need nonetheless some other space?

yet in the valley of moonlight we are travelers

as white beacons to guide to trudge untrodden path'



neither to right nor to left for quaint quest to delve

as truth of reality looks straight forward to follow

heart longs to belong musk of beauty to blossom

as curve sparks to spur ardour within for assonance.



soliloquy of sorrow blurs from blue vanquished

buoyancy of red to reverberate in midst of gloss

as crystals sparkle in resonance to wake from rigidity

for unison to rave up spree in milieu of own reverie.



I need a cup of dream for a whisper to green

memoirs hulk by snow chilled night of lone void

when stillness haunts to grip hope of slumber

dregs of silence miffs to roll on unto another dawn.