Pandemonium
if no tale tells you my story
that's not my point to breed
strictly and strictly it's you
bears misfortune to hold the
sanctity at its highest orbit
I an empty glass
seeking fathoms
to be filled with
I the observant
declining from debris to destiny
abstaining from laconic fallacy
if no tale tells the glass not eternal
the depth of different vibration and frequency
always almost all the time
brings the beggar to rampart
and encrowning the majestic farce
makes devil the divine
and divine to dull
it's you misfortune never disappears
to rest to grip to grab the reality
means the glass ever empty
seeking to be filled with....
Pranab k c
03/12/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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