a lively river which flows from your
Thomas Kinkade Oil Painting
eyes, silently, fills the coast
of feelings, the arid
dreams get
the
reviviscence, life weaves some -
innovative hypothesis,
again pain get
back the
relief,
the night has its own, as usual - -
grievances, moonlight
tries to fill the dark
corners of
valleys,
that profound chasm desires the
unlimited illumination, the
persona has the very
little range, but
it tries to
touch
the bank of galaxy, pacification -
somewhere gives the
inkling of bliss,
life again
of hope remains on the
remote horizon !
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
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