Dr subhendu kar Voices Poems

the pangs of pan freckled
being thrusted by the rage of fire
out of uncertainty of the time
still in dark side of unknown
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I would not sleep a wink
being succumbed to temptation
And I would not hide from you
Of burning inferno me within.
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voices still whisper
in the ear to the tunes of time
waves oceanic razz ling
by the warmth of the sun.
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images at times tremble by the cloud
the rhythm seems being shadowed
yell still rocks up in the vale of tunes
voices within bale the cries by the mystery
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A summer evening in a tribal home
dream when incarnated by the flute
The youth of the blood shines bright
text of the breath when entreated upon
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