Monday, 8 April 2013

THE BLOOMING TENURE - -

do not be far away, with demure sense,
here life desires to reach the 
acme of inner beauty,
here emotion 
demands
the 
blooming tenure, endless possession - 
every breath sick somewhat, in 
each vision waves some
dreams unexplored,
every heart 
wants 
an inn for restless pulsation, here life -
waits for your silent, professed 
love, here conscience 
opens the closed
whorl of 
tender emotion, persona assimilates
your domination into the body 
and soul, later scent 
cells unfold the 
secret 
cavity of extra ordinary fragrance - - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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