Believe or not, beloved friend, I
have
Seen the blooming life in
your awesome
Eyes, admit or not, but it’s true that
Often you sit in the
swarm, feel solitude!
You do smile, may be laugh, the emptiness
A flow of lacking
someone covers the
Persona, agitated mind searches me
every
Where, wet wind carries
sweet aroma
A weaving process goes day and
night,
Dreams sleep inside the fine silky
fibers
Of emotion, aesthetic knitted
cocoon of
Heart, the flimsy feeling, unseen stirring
Fills the colors in the life,
someone enforced
Us to meet as soon as feasible,
passion
To touch the beautiful flowers,
search the
Gods in the stones, a meaning to
see the
Purity of smile in the lips of
sleeping infant,
A care, affection, brings the mind
toward
Nature, heart creates the lovely
poetries
Values of life swiftly turn in the
softness of
Humanity, everything looks more
dazzling,
Life gets a diverse outlook,
way of survival
Becomes fascinating, flourish wild
calls us -
Body develops fresh tissues,
stoma, in the
Reunion point, a fragrance all the
times
Release from unknown origin, we
feel that!
Speechless moment says that we
love to
Each other, as moon and moon
light, the
Night flowers open the corolla,
whorls of
Petals gradually submit their
conceit, aroma
Are eager to climb through the
reverse
Path of moonlight, it makes the
life meaningful.
-- SHANTANU SANYAL
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