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Making Of A Poet
In the diaphanous sapphire night,
the drizzling dust of descending moonbeam
adorned the pearl-laced waves of the rolling sea,
where I sauntered in the desolate corridor of mind.
That is where I followed the footsteps of elusive muse.
The rain-washed sparkling seamless sky
spread the spectrum of my sensuous dreams,
weaved with chromatic charisma of rainbow motif,
arching over the halcyon horizon that beckoned me.
That is where I discovered my innate imagination flourish.
In stalled times wafting the miasma of despair,
I turned the emotion into lyrics of creative craving.
On its fantasy wings in the resonating rhapsodic air
to the boundless realm of exaltation I flew free beguiled.
That is when life-cherishing vigor of vision made me a poet.
Copyright ©
Subimal Sinha-Roy
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