that was very close, but could not be -
inherent to my persona, that was
flame or a dull smoldering
cinder, whatever, failed
to melt the pain,
though
breath touched to my chest but didn't
penetrate to the emotion, the
heart remained as usual
ineffective, the beauty
has the limited
scope,
after touching to the body, itself ended,
thirst of ages and accompany of
some moment, coordination
couldn't be beautiful,
long before the
dawn, life
has been reached to the hazel horizon!
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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