let the people look the face of humor,
cradles hanging in the vacuum;
calls me, again and again,
life isn't self-limited,
out in the rain;
watchers
cannot see; the hydrous eyes, let's come
drenched in the rain, it's madness;
I know, by this excuse some
smile could be scattered,
on the depressed
faces; it is
life -
come on then stop, the tiny stream flow
with emotionally wet sand, let the
float paper boat, your heart
is restless playing the
hide and seek,
again love
me with
innocent way, without any desire - - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
ART by Debbie Miller http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
