KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

I know, one day you will forget, nobody 

keeps the promise to remember 

somebody, it's a common 

phenomenon, distance 

between two hearts

increases with 

passing the

seasons, 

gradually the familiar face becomes  

opaque, stale, pale leaves have

no choice, it replaced by new 

springers long ago, though

he was lost in illusion of 

past, keeping the 

memory frame 

glued to the 

chest !

so just keep some space in the love 

for solitude, do not love me too 

much that in the twilight of 

life I couldn't rise to 

open the door, 

for stranger 

moonlit

emotion, journey of life isn't so easy !

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

PAINTING BY MARNI MAREE