THE UNSEEN RIVER VALLEYS

The clown's soul adopted the life

no one has seen the wet eyes,

I waited for a glimpse of 

a smile in the 

torrential 

rainy 

nights, performing the art of love 

to everyone missed many times

to laugh for a while, the 

magic of claps pulled 

me frequently, I had

forgotten the 

value of 

persona, in the path of wilderness, 

I sing the song to avoid the 

nightmare, on the bridge 

of emotion, walked

alone many 

times, to 

touch 

the

evening blues, I dipped my fingers

into the stable river flow, 

dreams emerge with 

novel way, removed

the residue 

continually 

to see the

accurate 

reflection of life, I found the self 

hollowness has the slightest 

pain, the bubbles of 

happiness are

so brief

it 

dissolves very fast but during the

survival distributes a lot of 

rainbows, breathings 

want to become, 

in these

moments, the unseen river valleys,

set sail on the waves of 

sentiments, life 

wants to stay 

in the ring 

of the 

show

dreams swing from one end to the 

other!

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

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