kichu swapno,kichu sotti,kichuta abar sudhui kolpona..........
a bit of dream, a spice of truth and perhaps a pinch of fantasy........
a perfect blend that makes our life .
Why do we fantasize?????
perhaps because of a dream
which we want to live in reality.
i often close my eyes
To dream a life i want to live.......
A white horse perhaps is what i see,
A prince beside it,he bent his knees
with ninetynine red roses he proposes me..................
riding with him to a world of peace
where Love was the ruler
and HATRED was a myth.......
Darkness replaces roseate sky
VIBGYOR reverberate on morning dew,hills had a dream to fly
a falls that cascaded like an angel's dress
a butterfly encompassing a daffodil ,
prancing to impress
is it a dream , a truth or a fantasy????????????

