Thursday 23 May 2013

THE DREAMER - -

what to do, expectancy never dies, 
every time it regenerates with
new desires, I'm dreamer,
no doubt, and that 
feelings kept 
refresh 
all
the time, it's obvious, every dream 
has a broken end, however
eyes do not leave to 
see the beauty
of blind 
vale,
calculation of destiny whatever be, -
never mind, your smile is the
bliss of all my life! here 
ends all crooked
lines, your 
love's
palmistry brings toward an infinite
depth of emotion, though it's
not to so easy to get 
you in replete 
way, but
the ray of your mysterious eye - - - 
says - beyond the horizon 
there's another world,
and that feeling 
forces me
to see 
the hypothetical world, the life gets 
a meaning of beautiful vision,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
bouganvillia - MARY JO McCONNEL ART