it is necessary to tell my story <br />life is when held in it <br />as moments flecks away <br />like waves devouring all earthly <br />do you ever mean condescending? <br /> <br />all these by demeanor of benevolence <br />sun may commit no wrong diffusing <br />the light and warmth together <br />have you ever seen the top of universe? <br /> <br />by the heath of Himalayas heart <br />snow may feel strength in divine <br />have we ever measure the angle <br />between curve of desire and craving? <br /> <br />do we ever know angry decibels of thunder? <br />that may burn the earth as half backed bone <br />moon yet knows the curve of meaning blue <br />twilight when hanging in the shadow of love <br /> <br />and I do remember the gleams of night <br />embracing the memoirs of time assailed <br />by the terraced valley of the sultry rune <br />heart chilled under pine of falling snow<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/name-plate/
