178. My Longing Dreams Every Time Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Not for a night, not for a day,
Not for a month, not for a year
My longing dreams to soar in the sky
Of beauty, truth, love and joy.
Every second it dreams to float
In the air of the aesthetic world.

So lovely, so delightful is this world
Where beauty never fades,
Aspiration never gets tired
Truth can never be distorted.
And my creative cells feel relaxed
To work for every moment only for you.

Time passes, season changes
A new life is born to get matured
And once it grows old and dies
But my creative mind shall be developed
Even in my blackest day
And I will live for you till man's last breath.


By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'My Own World', No.06.
Copyrights@April14,2014(12: 25am) .