Chiaroscuro Poem by Deep Mukherjee
Chiaroscuro
Creed of
One last breath-
Breathe into me
The hymns of eternal pain;
The conjurer summons
Silence like a gentle snowfall;
The army of the crimson red
Will strike revolt on the evocative silence
Amid noctilucent clouds
Hidden in indescribable agony
Mourns the crescent Moon
A caccophony of emotions;
Silence reign in
Her hymn of eternal pain;
Creed of
Her last breath...
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