Tuesday, 5 March 2013

THE AIMLESS FLOW - -


a bit strange, nowadays seems the
realization, you are not so -
well known, nor my
reflection has
identified
to me,
an approximate depth, and endless
immersion, who knows where's 
the exit gate, an illusive
mist everywhere,
neither you've
the
permanent address, nor I know the -
destination, just flowing with
flux of time, this aim -
less floating
has a
different glamour, unleashing flights,
neither you've the complaint
nor in my heart remains
desires beyond
the reach,
the
beautiful treaty, contained in each - - 
other - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/