the beauty yet to expand and extend is unreasoned <br />the self into the nature divine with glimmered voices <br />revered by the bliss of resonance as bedecking in nature <br />like a trees green, sea waving and the blue sky uninflected <br /> <br />as sprinkle slowly by their own flairs primed of flames <br />never being befuddled of their ways in time continuums <br />still rousing to the tunes with their tears falling as dew <br />for blazing their beauty to the universe in all acceptances. <br /> <br />when morning starts each day with its newness unreasoned <br />never being rancoured even by its frozen winter yet ruined <br />but with many a promises more muses unflinching embracing <br />yet ever crooning in all undertones as happens to happen. <br /> <br />as when we learn to see the dreams even not yet conquered <br />across the mist of moments refluxed by the darkness night <br />but with the hope of golden voices to sing again in spring <br />as midst of hours hanging to the hinges of void continuums <br /> <br />we pledged unfretful for a rave in our moments ravishing <br />with all its love and life for the living unblemished yet <br />razzing together like rain in exuberance as we all exist <br />ordained to move steeped in beauty as the muses of spring.<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-happens-to-happen/
