Deception, fraud or artifice, whatever was
implicit in your heart or mind, I didn't
analyse, loved in the devotional
way to you as pure golden
ray passes through
the thorn to
bloom
to
create a new sensation, scattering the scent,
physical sanctity hasn't meant, if
inner waves forget the feeling
of movement, numbness
of emotion is parlous!
after looking to
somebody's
pain, if
the heart doesn't influence the consciousness, it
meant, somewhere disorder of persona
is existed, but a person doesn't
realize it, this is nothing than
self-deception, as I
loved you so
I have no
option,
several times in life we have to self -
combustion! victory and defeat are just
the chessmen of destiny, it's
life - - -
-- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by - ARIEL FREEMAN s creation WATERCOLOUR
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