the whispers still tangle the web in hide <br />across the green of the deep cornfield <br />waking the upkeep by the voices over the years <br />jingling tone on the rungs of awful grin yet heard <br /> <br />night when dying deep by the rain of silence <br />wordless words of innocence never be despised <br />Pretext of love yet reasons all the blue entwined <br />hiding all the clouds averred from the purple plume <br /> <br />Oh it is dazzling here again in long night <br />I come away in a heartbeat <br />thought ingenious flows onto the yonder pane <br /> <br />like rain water into the memoirs of the night <br />the moist darkness over the green leaves <br />the rain drops sleeks away from the leaf tip <br />yet it bestirs the clenching hand to bow down <br /> <br />the green meadow smooches with the wet shadow <br />I still remember the gone bye days hanging over swing <br />sky when blazes the glory of rain by the songs from core <br />the gleams of love overshadow the morn intoned<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispers-tangle-the-web-in-hide/
