Wednesday, 23 November 2011


Where moist clouds are ginned upon wide floor of an azure sky
Where a mirthful forktail dances with an unnamed stream
Where the newborn Sun showers an orange smile upon grazing fields
Where fires of colours paint rainbow upon mountain crests
Where life walks on holding warm palms of joy and sorrow
Where expressions turn into whispers inside the soul
Where the finest tunes of the world take refuge in silence
There lies my freedom


  1. its been a while saibal... nice to see your post.. really pretty pictures of freedom..

  2. Thanks, Sid, for your appreciation and dropping by after a long wishes !



For years they have been there--stoically oblivious To the world slipping out of time--caged in the dungeon of Down-shelves in my library...