Stillness of night gathers to jag into stint of memoirs
like sands of sorrow scurry into lone mountain
cry of call billows with lurid note of grief to obscure
as beige of breeze melds into rune of darkness
ebb heaves ocean to lay listless into reef of corals
twilight bewilders verging to silhouette`s shy
puffy eyes from window scramble plaintive as world attires weird
when silence gingerly walks over ivory sails to slither.
hope shoots into inbox to adore tunes of letter
as tired soul of postman knocks snug of door
dew seems to osculates grass blade being juxtaposed
yet green rucked within blinks to howl beyond...
stranger in crowd seeks to see legion as known
eyes peeks to common to know unknown
quest spurs to dream for fill of sudden spark
as green of goodness ceases to plume beyond,
spent into fair of fairy tales of rain yet miffed off
summer succumbs to scuttled primeval forest for joy
With no intent to fall back upon buried oblivion
for evolution to resolve uncanny silence to encompass.
Stillness of night gathers to jag into stint of memoirs....Wonderful imagery is drawn in this interesting poem with reality. Very amazing sharing really.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stillness and silence is what we need many a times.. Thanks for sharing..