Writi Roy The Beauty Of Innocence. Poem by Subrata Ray

Writi Roy : The Beauty Of Innocence.

Who ever one may be
A he or She,
If comes in your touch
Would get the unasked abundance.

The azure Valley

Of echoing green,
Joyous liberty of Innocence
The smile of medow and flower,
Would soothe and smoothen,
The burden of Worldly hour.

Your smile, talk and share
The live empathy you possess,
Emit the fragrance of Beauty.

No reasoning of High and low
Finds entrance to your Abode,
For from your heart grace Showers, Shiva the Lord.

Love you feel, nondimensional,
As the ray of inner Sun,
You feast Life from God made Urn.