Leaves of autumn,with an Unopened eyes Full of Dreams....

Colliding with the Ardour and love of the bygone days..

.......Still witholds the perfume full of Mirth and Craze...

Eyes ....... glorifying the essence of the moment.....

still I found U roaming in the wordly den....

Go ahead and found your dream...

Dream is loosing..... in the "dreams of the crowd"...

Life finishes ...finishes in a whole....

Then Time beholds when nothing holds......