Are you Jane in my neverland?
who made me crazy,
with a glimpse of your golden hair,
with the note -
that bore the melancholy,
and colourful my dream becomes-
with your stroke of brush and...........
............... it stunned me.
Are you Jane in my neverland?
coming down from clouds
having dreams with you.
and you made my neverland
EDEN.
I was lost in my eden.....
and i lost you-
SLOWLY
and SILENTLY
you went away.
Are you Jane in my neverland????
my eternal truth;
no lie dares to touch.
Pure..........
an unread book.
no one opened.
who are you?????
I see you with my closed eyes
and heaven comes with your embrace.
Startled at your breath-
you come as a breeze.
and dances my legs with you.
Oh! you went???????
Why i opened my eyes???????
Are you Jane in my neverland???
my angel-
or just an imagination???
awaits a blink.
who are you?
my eyes are stuck for you,
at the milky way.
may be-
your glimpse will once again bring back.......
.... that melancholy note..
Jane come to me.
I want to see you,
touch you,
want to know if........
my dreams are true.
True like that Melancholy Note.
who made me crazy,
with a glimpse of your golden hair,
with the note -
that bore the melancholy,
and colourful my dream becomes-
with your stroke of brush and...........
............... it stunned me.
Are you Jane in my neverland?
coming down from clouds
having dreams with you.
and you made my neverland
EDEN.
I was lost in my eden.....
and i lost you-
SLOWLY
and SILENTLY
you went away.
Are you Jane in my neverland????
my eternal truth;
no lie dares to touch.
Pure..........
an unread book.
no one opened.
who are you?????
I see you with my closed eyes
and heaven comes with your embrace.
Startled at your breath-
you come as a breeze.
and dances my legs with you.
Oh! you went???????
Why i opened my eyes???????
Are you Jane in my neverland???
my angel-
or just an imagination???
awaits a blink.
who are you?
my eyes are stuck for you,
at the milky way.
may be-
your glimpse will once again bring back.......
.... that melancholy note..
Jane come to me.
I want to see you,
touch you,
want to know if........
my dreams are true.
True like that Melancholy Note.
3 comments:
a very beautiful one...it reminded me of........
really sumit...khub sundor bhabe relate kore likhechis...
the brush...melancholy...colours...hindi te "alankar" bole...i guess...trying to remember.......
but seriously...u've gr8 imagining power...
chorom to bhai
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