White I dust the dusty shelves of mind, Teeming with termites, which were pinching holes in the prominent places and eradicating the fountains of my essence. For quite some time ,I was feeling the feel of being squirmed with hazy shadows overlapping my essential thoughts. And allowing the datk shades to creep. Till ,I mustered courage, and allowed myself time to eliminate these creeps. I dusted them off,revamped my site. And closed the door to these unwanted visitors. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy

Sangeeta Dey Roy

White Dusk slithered in gently, noiselessly spread a sumptuous feast of orange, crimson and red. I basked in the glorious spread, But before I could fully relish the feast,it closed its wings and slept. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy

Sangeeta Dey Roy

The vast canopy ofmy reveries Possessed a library of enthralling colours , Where stories of steadfast love and loyalty Were written loud on the banner. Hand in hand bathed in warmth rang loud and clear . Butterflies roamed the sky and Cuckoos sang mystic songs. The air resonated with the redolences of pristine joy. And all awhile as we took the walk through Both the upheavals and soft meadow, Your unfading smiles and firm grip Led me on,I could feast my eyes on the Spectrum of swirling colours . A dream,a fancy in the land of innocence That paved the pathway and made it easier to stand abreast the storm. But when reality knocked And the curtain moved aside, The wonderworld was robbed of its radiance and the life giving colours. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy

Sangeeta Dey Roy

Drench the world in the majestic affluence with thy touch, O chords of music , that can emanate life In the still veins of lost souls. Souls that weep and wail when tempest lash its hail . As they wander in the cascading flow of emotions,may you sing And blow the trumpet of joy. You possess the healing grace of fiesta of vibrancy and soft melody . MUSIC....You truly is heralded as rejuvenated decor. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy

Sangeeta Dey Roy