from your abysmal eyes, some dreams
art - moonlit evening by Linda Mutti
are peeking with new definition,
the variable season has
its own compulsion,
who knows
the
illusive night will forget again, the path
of morning, let collect some
moonlit perception
dipped in dew
droplets,
who
knows, the last oclock's desire, other -
wise, an emptiness somewhere,
will be remain in the life - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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