Dreams are under colored Water
Beautiful stone
Artificial wave creates the orchestra of schematic life
Crystal eyes of yellow night
Making a shadow over the moon light breeze
Hours are panic and fragile
In side the Aquarium
Still we are happy with the silver screen
We honored our crescendo sin
Running like a clock
Can't go beyond limitation
Can't reach the hip.
(c) raju baruah'2010
Raju Baruah
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/inside-the-aquarium/
