Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 30, 2016

Presentiments~by Lopamudra Mishra




I see the dancing blue cloud,
In the immeasurable upper atmosphere,
When I measured the depth,
From its space to my breath,
The extensive miles that I assess,
Is thousand light year or above,
Yet ,I feel the hot inhale and exhale air,
Being settled miles away,
Yes ,this is my presentiments,
I am connected to your tenderness,
That the hydrogen power of brain,
Fails to receive favourably,
In the dark sky, when I find you missing,
My oblivion didn’t cry,
Rather my dry tears smiles seeing your portrait,
I then associate your links to my casement,
For some moments I feel your presence,
You blink with your streak,
I forget my shriek,
I try to grasp the hours of bliss,
Now when my soul is attached to thee,
Can the fog hide you from me?

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