tell me the story after the last meet <br />earth when reels round after sunset <br />it all may be you and me by the hearts <br />lest be some one from the crowd <br />yet in the deep night not by the darkness <br /> <br />a thin film of love when stuck in hide <br />as it reels by the shadow of dark and light <br />as you sleep for the day’s rest aftermath <br />the whispers may nudge you to wake <br /> <br />yet not by your desire <br />passion still drills in slumber <br />moments yet brighter than the day <br />even sun rises somewhere on the earth <br />flower when razzle in blue by the warmth <br /> <br />And I touch upon tunes when attuned to myth <br />by the gleams of love swinging on the star <br />the muse when walks hand in hand <br />across the mirth when blossoms red <br /> <br />yet not virtual not the true by the glimpses <br />still love do exist beyond the history when unveiled <br />still night breaths faster festering its blackness <br />when in tucking away by the epilogue of last meet<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epilogue-of-last-meet/
