Endearing calls the heart.
With every symphony of the mind ,
As we look up the meaning of emotions,
that evoke from the luster of fantasies.
The nurturing adulation of the fondering wish,
Grasp the enticing gesture,
of a hidden transparent season of love
of an eclipsed moon ,
that sparkles at night ,
paving the way of pondering thought,
for every gallop of a reckless being.
Untouched , it recreates the fancies
when being asked to give away
the frivolous romance at a glance
in the name of a fighter who reprimands the act
Closure ......that it says to everyone presenting
the fortune of a beggar to the novice,
Who calls it Love .
Copyright ©2007 Tanya Ghosh