Musing 191 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Our journey eternal in the vessels confident
Upon the streaming blood through the veins
Are sometimes caught in mute surprises
On sudden appearance of snowy peaks or sea endless.
All our manliness looking dwarf before the mammoth
With shrinking blood cells inert the vessels,
Motion standstill under sun rising in red
Magnifying the mankind as ants beeline.
Senses grapple with magnificence natural
Tolling the bells continuous of hearts baffled.