Friday, February 10, 2012

TRIBUTE TO BETRAYER

When is love felt by a youth,
amidst all treasures of his heart?
Dawn in his life comes to soothe,
revealing the trick of nature's art.

A horizon comes to divide,
his beautiful world into two.
With his beloved by his side,
he cared, for what he had to.

When is a youth left lonely,
for words, like speeding dart?
The 'true face', made alone only,
and so, his world did fall apart!


Prasenjit©1997-2012

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