As I am blessed by His golden grace <br />of my cherished thought of yours <br />razz ling over the glory of the fame <br />with flairs of flame wedded to my love <br /> <br />when riding like a cowboy in drunk ness <br />as a lonely bird over the oceanic waves <br />looking into the moonlit night yet alone <br />flapping its wings in to the reek of rain. <br /> <br />as night may split into weird moments <br />silence may speckle into wee hours <br />the tunes within be miffed intoned <br />but my quest of love yet unfettered <br /> <br />as the darkness may go higher as hue <br />into the hills reeling its head heaved <br />in its room of black Silurian fossil. <br />to the delve into the glimpse of my love <br />even from the flames of fire yet undeterred <br /> <br />when being cowered by the sorrow <br />onto to the rising sun slowly as weft <br />as raved to behold my faith of love <br />when rocked like a golden shadow<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wings-into-the-rain/
