Friday, 3 June 2016

MIDNIGHT BEAUTY - -

Let's scatter the silence of midnight,
some unseen mist is emerging
from the sleepy mountains,
some powdery clouds
are flying on the
poplar top,
the droplets are flowing down on the
window glass, alike the fragrant
breath your love is touching
my soul, somewhere,
the dried up wild
stream is
again returned back the chaotic flow,
you believe or not, again life
feels the tickling of first
love, sometimes
it's really
hard
to express the perception of inner - -
realization - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL