String To Be Played The Tune Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

told me not to beautify
blackhole
told me not to glorify
the triangular strategy
by sending someone
into safe volt

told me to dig deep
where lunar eclipse
never bother to be shared
by reflection of fired fusion

such was the sanctum
to horrify the blurred banishment
without begging
tranquilliser any
without praying
transformation any

yet the meadows mirrored
a lumpen observed the whole journey
to make it keyboard
for next manipulation!

Pranab k c
18/07/2015