Questionable Answers Poem by aryaindia india

Some tender fibre's part
In solace and by art
Finesse within the start
Caught singing to the heart

Some threads do bear the mark
Dogs biting never bark
In pitted flavour dark
My mind it sets to park

The rosy picture fine
Dwells lazily within mine
The puzzle in the line
Extols the soul like wine

No questions fine are in asking
The doubts that ring are lasting
The mind and heart bend fasting
The mould is set for casting