voices still whisper <br />in the ear to the tunes of time <br />waves oceanic razz ling <br />by the warmth of the sun. <br /> <br />the morning delight <br />standing on the beach <br />looking to the golden plumes <br />as if locked into the plexus <br /> of love and the grace divine <br /> <br />yet the moon as dappled in white and blue <br />sitting by lattice of your window <br />looking to the horizon as I am <br />betwixt of time and sea <br /> <br />as the blue sea as waking <br />seem to keep us yet apart <br />from all universe’s blues <br />still revered by their gleams <br /> <br />when I put my palm <br />beneath my checks and rave up <br />as glimmered by your smiles <br />mingling within verses of you love<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voices-when-whisper/
