Sunday, 30 September 2012

DO NOT ASK - -

do not ask, what was that
strange emotion, the
path of flame or
the bed of 
flowers,
whatever was that, life 
learned to smile in
every condition,
the dream or 
nightmare,
nothing 
was subdued;
amid the scattered 
beads and 
delicate 
fingers,
the 
aesthetic touch was 
inhabited, hence 
the life, 
anyhow reached to the 
edge,the stairs of 
shrine were 
winding,
the 
mysterious laugh of 
destiny, however, 
travelling 
was 
continued ! - - 


floral emotion