would you sell my blood <br />to send me the pains <br />I would buy my universe <br />when snaffling in hands of apprehensions <br /> <br />the only door to defray the history <br />as wrought by the inks of blood <br />when unshaken by the errors <br />hearts still melts into the air <br /> <br />should you look at me <br />to payback my love <br />send me the smiles <br />for a day tout to the moon <br />tunes when frayed by the ashes of blisters <br />yet fettered by deathless religion <br /> <br />would you talk to me <br />words bereft of all abetments <br />yet with a song in cadence <br />by the wonders steeped in art of love <br />cascading on a city square <br /> <br />garlands over the portraits unstained <br />as needed even by the stint of pride <br />the conviction as when flecking <br />the bleeding to love when rued in its room <br />over this vale of tunes when deflated<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-vale-of-tunes/
