Subimal Sinha-Roy Poet Free verse

The Winning Poem

THE WINNING POEM 

When at dusk on the edge of horizon colors appear
my pen takes indigo from there, on paper it flows,
into etched words my emotions morph, they cascade,
carry my poem on the wings of the rippling breeze.

In sapphire night the cadence of moonbeam endears,
my love drifts on quill of verse, in your ears it whispers
the rhythm of lyric pulsating with the beat of my heart,
from the start the poetic expression I inscribe is a winner. 


Contest : You Be The Judge
Sponsored by : Bobby May
Date Created : March 8, 2019
Judgement Rating : First

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Allen Beilschmidt Sr. April 14, 2019 at 11:15 PM Wonderfully put together Subimal Sinha-Roy April 15, 2019 at 1:00 AM Thank you so much.

Connie Marcum Wong March 8, 2019 at 2:33 AM I love your entry Subimal. I hope it is high on the winner's list my friend! : ) xxoo Subimal Sinha-Roy March 10, 2019 at 12:56 AM Thank you, Connie for your visit and comment.