THE AMARANTHINE BLOOM 

in the curtilage of life, inhabited success 

and failures, familiar faces, deformity or 

beauty, whatever the crux, it wouldn't be

correct that I will abdicate the bridge of -

emotion, here my image consists to your

heart, the truth floats on the wet feelings,

life has germinated the blest perception, 

inner desire loves you beyond the variant!

the outer layer having the time limit, it -

could be lose one day, deep rooted love

sustains in amaranthine way, with millions

blooms, leaves the aroma after dry too,

that hypnosis, never assents me for

treachery, trust grows day by day in rapid 

way, the tenderness make me real man,

steps goes forward to maturity, humanity

-- SHANTANU SANYAL