Sun Setting In Golden Blood

When I see the sun setting in its golden blood The leaf, from its time agile falling from the green My surging waves, innate embarked upon my nerves Nudging me of reality in living and life in-between. We may fall upon the crux of silence inevitable That permits for the total redemption from game Thrusting upon all the blues bestirred unto the will making entire toll sovereign into racks of flow entwined. We smack of pride detropped in to our wings defiled In the pretext of- me and mine-all the while blustering Yet unassuming in tyranny of time to the genre on the latch Evoking of a stance dying fragile in the semblance of time. Where I swear upon the waves of ocean beating eternal Leaving all our shadows into the reek of raved up past as on time attired that slovenly unveiled all our secrets subtle blazing all our glories genial with a graceful smile benign. Dr. subhendu kar