So Much To Be Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

There is no end
There will be no end,
Every end is a new beginning
You will have to believe and move on.
Every lovely morning
brings news of a dreamy evening,
a hectic day ends
with a cup of tea specially made for me.
Every sip is priceless,
the vapor leaves fragrance,
the ice-cream seller looks at me
and smiles.
By then, the streetlight
reminds me of the moonlit night,
at the end of a good night's sleep -
it will be morning again.
Every morning and there is so much
to see,
Every day and there is so much
to be.