stark reality is ripple to flow
though blue to spruces up to hue
dream differs from inevitability
distinctive impulse is no truth of god

night lays beck with hope of tomorrow
as darkness blankets light to black
sorrow is never only texture of destiny
joy comes on its way to enlighten path of journey

but convergence to end is constant
even if walk tweets destination behind.
as conflict consumes light of living
promise still profuses beauty abounding.

Dr subhendu kar

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