Etc 19 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

If ye stand alone on a lonely road
Under the shroud of foggy wintry dusk
Then stride towards the thinly lit evening star
To read the face with steady half bald head
Whatever life thou have assumed
Under the snow white hairy vase.
Then blame not the life's perjury
Being too frightened on seeing burning self
Likewise of melting fragrance over seething charcoal case
But unlike fragrance without having any scent before leaving for indecent heaven.
Here too may find yourself within warm arms of black elf
Welcoming your baking self and studying all the veiled pains
With careless hanging over costumed face like the erring foliage
Which were adored in unlettered life as successes grand.
Now the stale soul of earthly gaze
Never looked behind the little known self
Forever being drowned in sullied spell
Of temporal joys and mirth.
Oh re read the dull face
As the same evening star is now on fiery bent
To perchance you, another simple birth,
Not in palace glitter but upon the maze of thoughtful letters.