extinguished ignis looks staid, a little
blow of wind could burn the
grassland in a wink, in
your lip's line, an
unknown
stream flows day and night, creates
new potential of life, ever so,
let me to pass over on
that mysterious
edge,
drooping is the fate of bloom, but
they never forget to smile,
before sinking the
emotion, just I
absorbed
the
drop of dew which fell down from
your blue eyes, though it's
difficult to find out the
reflection from that
scattering
beam,
which flower to be bloomed or not !
silent aspiration just gazed
the starry sky, moon
appears or not,
who cares,
the
entire cosmos shrinks in that
serene cornea, life wants
to stay everlasting
near that flow
of love,
-- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Night Sky by EPICHTEKILL