ON THE EDGE - -

it's not possible to get in the life,- -
all desired, somewhat,
remains deficient,
flowers, aroma,
butterfly,
river,
valleys, cloud of mist, the warmth 
of breath, crease of velvet 
bed sheet reminds 
that you couldn't
sleep entire 
night,
the moon emerged and sank, on 
the edge of galaxy, you were 
very alone, looking the 
beneath of space,
the earth
looked just its primitive form, as -
ablaze ring - - 

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- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
on the edge