Mist Of Rain And Fog

Mist of Rain and Fog —

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The downpour of sky in this silent dead, night
Reverberates in the zephyr with melancholy.

A whiff of nostalgic aroma stuffs my breath
Splash of raindrops stream down
On the glass of window
Leaving their stresses behind
Screaming all night a silent cry.

Wintry chill along with this thunder peal
Synergize my heart’s clangorous shrill
I sit and wait here numb in a long night vigil
Watching this deem ray of candle
How it burns and smiles in silence
Still it’s last flicker in death.

A mist of rain and fog covers the earth
Making this dreadful night more eerie.

So dull and dark my world
Just like this murky night .

Tears of solitude rains through my eyes
I succumb to this pang of an endless waiting
Until all this pain and tears evaporate
To nothingness ,like a cloud free sky.

Just like this mist of rain and fog will
When the sun will kiss the ground
At the break of dawn.

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.┬ęGlorry Shubhashree ­čŹü

Eternal Pain


The graceful water can not know
The pang of a burning bonfire
The birds in sky that voyage free
Can not know , can not think
The pain and songs of a standing tree.

The breathing body doesn’t know
The silent tears of its ghoulish shadow
The dust flies up and mixes with air
But doesn’t know the countless whiplash
The frictions ,and agitation of the ground
From which it’s really took birth.

The rainforest of flaura and fauna
With murmuring streams and lucid river
The exuberant life throbbing in every corner
Doesn’t know the curse and cry
The destitution and parchedness
Of a desolate, dry ,dying wasteland.

The horizon doesn’t know
The distance of East from West
Or the chasm between earth and heaven
Neither the sundering of day and night
The vast vaccum that fills them up.
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┬ęGlorry Shubhashree