Monday, December 1, 2014

Solo riding towards my dreamland-1

Nothing to be wonder, life may be a blunder,
Seems, GOD always reforms, ignores to lasts stranger

Though, our choices always vary, life is a complicated series,
Permutation and combination might be there, but are a part of sweetest memories

We move, we feel and we urge, seems to be meaningless,
This is like my daily boost as a rider’s “fiber chocolates”

Sometime I feel, probably fifty percent is crossed,
Can imagine like a sweet dream, all the adventures get recalled

Nobody can replenish, the past and life’s gory chunk,
Because, it is not like an electronic clip and can’t be replayed though we want

None for none and you are the one, hope it resound,
It’s your life, hope you won’t destruct and could move on a monotonic ground

Happy moments to you and all, I wish for glorious moments,
Hope GOD may design the route, straighten and ascents


Author: Chandan Das
chandandas.in

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