A big bang <br />makes a birth of a gene <br />An unknown travel <br />writes a history, <br />pen starts for no ending <br />Thus a poet is born. <br />words scribbles and jots down <br />whatever it comes to mind <br />no plan and no program <br />with the ache in heart that sounds <br />all on a sudden comes the push and.. <br />thus a poetry is born. <br />a tiny beauty takes shape <br />in each decade-an evolution <br />Something persists within ages <br />a DNA creates eel or elephant. <br />you just feel or just will <br />a compromise or a union <br />Nothing you can shrug <br />you find in your hug <br />a little bit of fusion. <br />that is great <br />you can not gauge <br />what is that illusion <br />you call it <br />Love, love love love <br />No Beauty dies but transforms.<br /><br />vidyut chakraborty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-never-dies/
