The Inexorable Snake
The snake slithers on
An old bird sees and shivers
Another door shuts
Another candle
A chin held in empty palm
Gloom on floating bloom
The butterfly flies
From the tightly held old chest
For another rose
For sure none can know
The black emptiness before
As well as after
In between this pearl
Maroon dunes in the blue curl
Pink thrill you unfurl
In his hall no dance
The snake has devoured the toad
Generates deep dance
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16 March 2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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