Suman_Bhattacharya

Nameless

the hours of togetherness become the standard of life

a moment spent becomes a touchstone

noises all around become solemn

unnoticed and forgotten walks of life become voyages

solitude gets eclipsed behind the floral breezes of sanctity

hours long for hours

rising above the dimmed down eternity

earthly thoughts go flying away to the space

endless life clutching on to the moving time

the eternity crying out with a smile