The dream merchant

Every day, at the appointed hour,
He comes and stands exactly here-
With his wares...colors of joy'
Green, yellow,purple, red, blue...

Every day, he draws the jolly faces,
Innocent smiles and wishes,
Obliging olds and insistent youngs...

He sells-
He sells-
Happiness amidst strife and hurry...


  1. swapner feriwala,chobitao bhalo legechilo,swapna tabe lal?

  2. my heart eyes moistened..


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