Loneliness alone make the mind fertile,
Lending tiny times from hasty life.
The trembling shadows on a silverpool
Strengthen the beauty of fallen moon.
Beneath the fallen leaves petty flies
Bound to live with all its hopes
Beginning the life as if darely
Before the wind sweeps it gently
Sleeping sleeping all the way,
Learning nothing on the way,
Doing something all in dreames,
Staying always on his ways.
Makes the life pleasure and pain.
Children with long hair longing a feast
That never buds in their dreams
Over the bridge flows the passions
That makes the life pressure and pain.
With much lightning and thunder.
Buds and blooms striving for
Better performance in living
Dropping of lively pearls from the heaven
Greenery palms receive them with gay.
Dreams of earth blooms with colours
That suits to merge with lives and leaves
Silver streams dashing hasty
Calling the bays to rise.
Rolling stones never heard the
Beats of heart that streams.
Posted by BRC Palakkad. Posted In : Colours...