smacking the conquest <br />as over the pains <br />each speckles of the dust <br />tell us the depth of sorrow <br />as we rave up the revenge <br />yet it comes hand in hand <br /> <br />healing all our pains <br />when betided by the time <br />as uncared yet undiminished <br />in its reeks of anger <br /> <br />yet we resounds <br />unlike the cry in wilderness <br />our anguish mingles by the love <br />all our queries being besotted <br />as when poised even yet unanswered<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-when-love-over-t-he-pain/
