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The Trance Yet Unveiled
A blue transparent hangs on decathlon back
It swings
It needs someone to throw apart
The linen also covers the amazon in front base
A forest of very deep density
Shouting catch of some nails
Though it was the daytime hall-room
Sipping zones are allowed for the visitors
First-look I caught the glance of such high profile
And next was called to the inner chamber
Under the linen to hide my swimming experiences
It was a fantastic journey never I forget
How the lioness howled from her softy submissions
And chopped me pieces
In a single combustion
After such hustling para-jump, returned home
With a shadow of twilight yet grooving in my nerves
Blue howling yet over my birth
poem
by
Pranab K. Chakraborty
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