Your thoughts ever inspiring to the buffing man
bugged up in seamless void in search of love
for redemption and riddance in redolence
in response to beaconing light and darkness
as if asked for the imminence of relevance
to harvest the smiles of rose as long we live
on this milieu making exotic ever extended
a period of time nor yet unknown nor piffled either.
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raising no miffed thought all along unfazed yet
as Keeping no distinction in reek of anger or fire
as that speck of time and space totally unrivalled
in the plexus eclectic the flow streaming eternal.
and we search and the search of the butterfly
in quest of nectar to shine on dazzling in making
the heart ever razz led like sharpened edge
in waxing the blue moon.smacking of excellence.
Dr. subhendu kar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'and we search as the search of the butterfly in quest of nectar '.............to sum up all the life's quest...love or othawise...lovely..