Verse yet not the blank <br />blanketed by the smokes of fire <br />as when frayed <br />by the fangs of desire, <br /> <br />love is not blank <br />as verse of the heart <br />yet not the void vile amuck <br />as glanced inhered sovereign <br /> <br />as the rhythm into the river <br />as the love is yet mightier <br />than pen as when wrought <br />by the inkling of love as passion<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-verse-yet-not-blank/
