Friday, 3 October 2014

FLOWING INTO THE NERVES - -

Some pieces of white clouds in
the glaucous sky, in the
wings of butterflies,
the colorful
poems
are emerging with new dreams
or you're somewhere in my
life, touching with
unseen but
beautiful
stir !
a strange freshness is in the - -
anonymous bloom, that
inner world is slowly
smelling with
undefined
aroma,
or you've been included in my
life, alike the divine sense
of long veneration,
gets the final
blessing !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL




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