Wednesday 4 May 2016

SPONTANEOUS PASSION - -

Every moment, life changes its color,
every second has its own glamor,
in every turn there's existed
another destination,
between the
snarl of
day
and night, there's a potential of rise -
some half bloomed tuberose
always wait for the moon,
it's different matter
that, often moon
forgets to
fulfill
the promise, the fragrance couldn't
be caged it sprays unseen
inner realization - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL