Not a beat passes off
Giving longer breath
to my listless form
Flickering the last wick
Mantle of formless form
You reel a measured life
tottering through tiny steps
Freaking away breath
frame by frame
A missive of hidden letters
Not that my askance, was
any dismissal
of your sledging
to weaken a chance
and win me through
You have arsenal
that have sharper nights, and
cutting rays
to keep your flare burning
Eternal and timeless
An impressive poem worth repeated readings.
Thy comments energize me dear Sir Vijay Nair Ji!
a refreshing change from the usual grind.
Most precious comment dear sir LokeshRoy ji!