some impatient dreams, infiltrating into
the eyes, the breath becoming
cumbersome nowadays,
somewhere maybe
someone trying
to wrap the
emotion,
in its
color, wakeful nights are waiting on the -
door, with the exciting flame, the
escaping path isn't visible,
farthermost, such as,
someone is
waiting
in the
threshold, among the numerous tuberose,
life is confused in this moment, the
mist of aroma, pulling the
persona in the remote
of elusive land - -
life is confused in this moment, the
mist of aroma, pulling the
persona in the remote
of elusive land - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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