I wish life could be,
Like the ellipsis eternally!
Alas! It is a mere mirage!
A feeling, a vain camouflage!
Yet the very thought priceless find I,
When by the window I look at the sky,
Like the sitting-Buddha I get pensive,
And endeavour my best to be comprehensive.
Thought leads to thoughts in plenty,
Yet afar I am from the one I covet eagerly!