Dusmanta Choudhury
Trembling Lips Fade
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In dark solitude like a stygian pool
Sans her tone with darkling mourn
As over me melancholy does rule
In deep slumber I am already sworn
Time has beckoned me to ridicule
If she ever bids adieu for time's scorn
My voice is within & God over head
Never can I find the path I do miss
All can see how my heart to embed
Seems fate perfidious to dig abyss
Nor can ear hear,trembling lips fade
Sprouts hope's leaves with a bliss
So sweet so bright yet dazzles not
As to quench thirst,sipping the dew
In dead winter aurora drops are blot
Hurries my living curse as if anew
Gyres my inner sense,a nescient tot
Brakes day falls Night, get life a few
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