((((((((((((((((((Oh The Mirage)))))))))))))))) Poem by Dr subhendu kar

This is beautiful Subhendu, with a profound message. The first line says it all. Tomorrow belongs to no one, today is the only reality. All else is a mirage, a dream from which reality is waking. You poem is rich with stunning images - 'mirth drizzles in room of rain', 'passion eclectic razzles in grin'. A splendid poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Hi subhendu, Here the whole vital philosophy. It is amazingly beautifully expressed... A thin and supersensitive soul at you... 10x10... Tsira

very inspiring...with beautiful concepts on reality...an awakening piece of some fantasies in thoughts...in human minds... hits my mind, soul and heart....touching, soulful.... to embrace the beauty of reality and live with it.... .great with amazingly chosen poetic words that projects beautiful images/ scenery .for me such kind of deep words are your trademarks...niche...10+++++ and a vote...

Thanks for inviting me to read your poem. I enjoyed what you have to portray and the message within of a world that seems so distant and yet is all part and parcel of life lived as it is today. You have expressed well the beauty we have around us. Hope you don't mind, but did a bit of an edit in your poem. Of course they are only suggestions, just thought of the rhythmn within and the flow. Tomorrow will never be yours or mine will a future ever be enticed upon? time will tell when it fails to meet the mirage for today is still the mirror of truth The horizon beacons far, far away A star yet dazzles by the glow of heaven passions eclectic razzles in grin green leaf sways of cornfield in breeze day remembers the warmth of the sun moments expire in hope of tomorrow night bespeaks the beauty of the moon dream bestirs in the hue of the blue oh the glaze by the beauty of grace blood flows within the veiled vein as mirth drizzles in room of rain would you come back to the fold of embrace Thanks again for the invite and many blessings to you.

'day remembers the warmth of the sun moments expires by hope of tomorrow night bespeaks of beauty of the moon dream bestirs by the hue of the blue' Dr. Kar your poem always has that warmth exuding and here it just pours- i like the metaphors and the imagery A++and 10++as always anjali

May be this optical illusion, the mirage, be real one day! A nice poem....Well written.

wonderful poem...nice to read...

Well written. Thanks for sharing.

Interesting stuff doctor....! ! ! Regards, Trade.

Awesome composition! Crafted with zeal of excellence from the fine and right choices of words: great repeatition, assonance and alliteration of words. Content wise your theme brings a beautiful message.10+++