Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 12, 2019





Tapping on green growths
I peep into smelly roots
to dissect lusty sights
rising and falling like wild fire
in smile’s mystic deep forests.

I feel pains of being in sweats
sweet though
greedy shamelessly for a burn
with unbiased love
for something more and more.

Rosy lips torches heart’s corners
to enlighten me with a light
hidden in the Eden
before the great Fall of our Parents.

Eyeing my loves’ eyes I count Time
to fill every second with might
to conquer the hardest part of sights
feeling free to swim across lusty tears.

Light works only in darkness
but ours is full of green views
ready to rise and fall
dancing with indomitable waves.

Copyright@Bipul Chandra Kalita, 12/04/2018

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