Night is there by its dark skin to beacon <br />dawn may come with spankings of colors <br />shadow shambles to find path unknown <br />green resonates of being kissed of gloss <br /> <br />clouds of rain wears misty cloak to hide <br />blue of sky sees in mirror of grey mountain <br />cup rain dissipates to awake dregs of silhouette <br />sands of time feels warmth to reverberate <br /> <br />sultry breathe of wind seeks to flow <br />birds returns home fluttering to adore <br />by lone vesper of moments feels to sway <br />heart seems to swaddle to paint in red,. <br /> <br />earth pulls all by law of gravity to conquer <br />yet longing to adore scaffold of strength <br />mortality is path of joy and sorrow to redeem <br />as soul needs salvation when soaked in pain.<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-of-joy/
