EVER AGAIN

are you still waiting for miracle, though 

spring has passed away, in the 

plaintiffs the saffron have 

been dried, but 

something 

doesn't

faded, and that's the fragrance of your 

eyes, there's freshness of love so 

far, existed in the wind of 

twilight, life doesn't 

ready to accept 

the realism,

while mirror has refused to recognize !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Saffron Mancha