Bliss Enshrined In Still Soul
BLISS ENSHRINED IN STILL SOUL
The surging storm scary seethes the smoky sky,
traces the tracks of terror in the tormented air.
The stratified wind blows sly, doesn’t know why
the cold turbulence so severe it is forced to bear.
The afflicting anger is blind, flares in spiteful mind,
smolders life as drying timber, forms scalding ember,
agonized ashes fly in wind, they try but fail to find
the reason why mere empathy the heart doesn’t rear.
Scraping sorrow grinds, scours the marooned mind,
life pines in pain of despair, grains of hope disappear.
Still soul buds bliss enshrined, aches of agony rescind,
sedate spirit spawns crop of rapture in dry drop of tear.
Written : January 21, 2019
April 8, 2020
Contest : Strand Pick 5, Any Theme, Any Form
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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