The wind blows by the leaf br Leaf sways clinging to the illusion br Love when smelled by the skin br the half bared beauty when swells br br May be by the breeze or the storm, br But green glows across the grin br Yet it knows one day would fall br Tossing up in the air uncared beyond br br Senescence may ensconce the cry br bristling upon by the dust universal br shadow still pierces into the passion br storm yet rocks up the door of desire br br yet the breath flusters by the appellation br knowing its room when pillaged br discerning the pain by apocalypse entailed br the icy draft of dissolution when espoused br br the infinite world of silence by elusion br when it looks dull and limited from distance br yet not the story apocryphal by the carving br dream when dismays when rucked upbr br Dr subhendu karbr br