too far away, a way which goes through
the dense silvan, the misty environs
creates the unsolved riddles
of your love, in the
mysterious
midnight, my soul leaves the subastral - -
surface, floats randomly to search
your locus, it's heard in that
haven lives so many
lovers of peace,
abstract !
but fills the emptiness of life with divine -
light, the darkness of conscience
suddenly illuminates with
beauty of humanism,
I often try to
erase the
smear of negativeness of self-conceit -
my soul on those moments
desires salvation
from all
the
egotism, I confess the mistake of past -
and promise for self amendment,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
in the foggy path
the dense silvan, the misty environs
creates the unsolved riddles
of your love, in the
mysterious
midnight, my soul leaves the subastral - -
surface, floats randomly to search
your locus, it's heard in that
haven lives so many
lovers of peace,
abstract !
but fills the emptiness of life with divine -
light, the darkness of conscience
suddenly illuminates with
beauty of humanism,
I often try to
erase the
smear of negativeness of self-conceit -
my soul on those moments
desires salvation
from all
the
egotism, I confess the mistake of past -
and promise for self amendment,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
in the foggy path
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