THE BILK OF SHADOW - -

many times it's happened, a mutism  

itself says the inner agony, 

despite wishing to 

stop the spill

of eyes,

the 

face proclaims all sotto emotion, the 

life searches the transient 

console, sometimes 

in eyes of 

alien,

sometimes among the familiar faces,

it's again the matter of fate,

before sinking the stars 

the caravan gets

the address

of inn 

or not ! the exploring of someone your

own isn't difficult but it's not

necessary that heart 

will match with

stranger,

an uncertainty always existed in travel,

shacking the hands with 

somebody, doesn't

mean that it's

infinite 

agreement to walk together for entire - 

night, who knows in which 

turn, the shadow

will bilk !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Artist Mary Arneson 

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