Thursday, 21 February 2013

BY MISTAKE - -

sometimes go through, if possible,
the desolate life waits for you, 
somewhere in the 
shadow of 
galaxy, 
an extensive darkness and miles -
long solitude, by mistake or 
willingly, ever for a 
moment, try to
become 
the dewdrops, for a long time, life
glows, hiding the enigmatic 
ignition, for someday 
look me in way 
of melted
clouds,
still few seeds of dry dreams are -
surviving underneath the 
delicate emotion - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL