The Trance Yet Unveiled Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

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