In the midst of the cynical red
Lies the tranquil of the sonic of seasons,
When the flesh of the cube reveals the spirit of the circle
The power illuminates the magic of the reasons.
Time after time, blinding the scenic eyes of the sublime
Raids in, the mesmeric from within
And the tempest of the melodic ferocious,
The senses-euphoric settles the score of the fleetingly tragic
In a hallucinating spell of the conned victorious.
Run for cover? Every time fear takes over?
Be enslaved by desire? Or master the Earth, wind, fire and water?
Or let the mystic of my wisdom rule the heart of my kingdom,
And command the path to the grandeur of my empire.
(C) Obaidur Rahman. Published in the poet’s debut book of English poetry titled “The Mystic Inferno” in 2012.