the flame of passion, doesn't ever be
no idea about painter 3
extinguished, glaucous night
passed in endless
waiting, on
those
moment of beautiful feeling, some -
drops of dew droplet, though
marked the relief to the
some extent, but
life remained
tedious,
the incomplete saga of indulgence or
deranged of your love, never
allowed to breath a
moment, just
subastral
body
was laid on the earth, disappeared -
soul wandered entire night,
alas ! you can feel
that silence
ignition,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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