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
