The Sun colored Love Dream

I dealt with love again to look up to her for perfume of the saints,

who come and stand midway between destiny and parade,

and with tousled hair she would commit the life of a Don,

to careless symphony of her own device

 

There is goat and monkey tied to the tree for nothing,

for today is the blockbuster day of a Hindi flick and,

the passions would rise for the sun colored love dream,

that I dreamt last night.

 

There are marked coins for happiness,

that would bring laudable symphonies to homes,

and the people would celebrate the season,

with light in their hearts

 

and nothing lasts like sun colored love dream

 

 

 

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