Fate And Hopes.. Dusmanta Choudhury

 

She stood in a gusty, to save me from grimy.
Cared not for scraps, I often hold for me
Being wise born, yet ,yet ,stretched her hand
Emerged to embrace an unleaving brand

All eyes may glance what we are glancing
Perhaps our tear is in deep silence Inducing
The sun came on an winged horse as belief
But closed his eyes to behold us at grief

The blueish sky became deep dark to find me
In weeping with an wound, God never did see
The name, I wrote ,was washed up soon
From the slate of mind ,by water of the moon

The never heard melancholy ever here reigns
Unseen the earthly pain moves in human veins
Why circles the mind, like an eagle in the sky
Perhaps it never knows, where reason does lie

Fickle is the mind, is ever tamely freckled
All that glitters,might leave the mind speckled
The very ground,under feet, cracked & shaky
Human hope, under the sky ever stands flaky

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