again the same, in your eyes, adorning
the fragrance of nocturnal bloom,
night has been changed
the pleasant side,
again mist
rising
from sleepy valleys, life wants to touch -
once again to the floating gray
clouds, blue mountains
calling silently,
paradise
isn't
the imagination, it certainly existed in
your heart, ever you try to look
from my eyes, the world
is so beautiful - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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