to be hurt, glass crafts and
trembling emotion, not
easy to handle
the vase of
life,
do not keep the dreamy flowers on
the eyelid, may be by mistake,
in a wink all delicate
petals to be
fall,
for some moment beloved, let the
stable dew drop on the point
of leaf, do not touch me
in a way that entire
branch to be
break,
let me breath for sometimes - -
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
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