Nebulous!
The old man in his death bed,
‘I ve seen life and I am not sad’
Elision was an option;
Ebullient Caprice of life;
Inexorable memories and my vice;
Did you cross the Sahara?
I said;
Did you to the Himalayan height,
Did you see life?
Resplendent Serendipitous! Somnolent thoughts! They are in lots; Your death bed but a story! Of customised glory, You can opt for your dreams, Cacophony and Decrepit beams; The river and the magical streams; The beauty in wilderness; Resonant heaviness!
I dream of life of rhythm, Talismanic charm and freedom; Tranquility and reason; Life is beyond vision!
