night listens to know myth of mystery to sojourn <br />as I here sigh of breeze in trees redoubling yore <br />enough for me to rejoice by mellow silence at dawn <br />rhythm redounds entreating dream for truth to reckon. <br /> <br />as heart needs nothing but red to rave yet within <br />joy impulses to listen art of instinct to adore <br />neither illusive nor elusive is world as enshrined <br />as mist latches to carve of night to endear. <br /> <br />As quest redeems embracing shadow to recourse <br />Ocean cries weaving waves of blue hiding into horizon <br />Time paves path for art of creation to continue along <br />Alacrity by life is no more a resolution to sigh of <br /> <br />journey slowly melds into oblivion by dissension <br />mortality persists onto speckling into grey dusts <br />silence seems to conquer over haggles of liberty <br />I simply bow down to sweet home of enchantment<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-night-listens/
