Thursday, 13 September 2012

THE DISPERSION - -


in what way, the night passed without you 
hard to say, it was the graceful rays,
or the volcanic rain, entire 
night an endless 
combustion,
the outcry 
of moonlight, infinite waiting or the fatal -
silence, every moment heart had 
knitted the dream of your
love, each moment 
the life was 
diffused,

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Fabian Perez Art