Monday 9 April 2018

THE ENDLESS PATH - -

In the advancing evening, when
the darkness ingests all the
fatigue of the day, the life
somewhere gets back
the freshness of
your smile,
and the
night
stretches the elusive hands, all -
the reflections slowly returned
back to the mirror of origin,
gradually the persona
goes in the lap of
midnight's
dream,
when the fragrance of sozzled
jasmine becomes silent,
believe me, all the
suffering from
stringers
itself
gets relief, and the soul travels -
the endless journey - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL