I was better with disorganized life, as nomadic
clouds, floating according to the will, that
loafing had a different fun ! neither
a destination, nor any sign
of caravan far away !
a directionless
effusion,
an eagle's flight, on the unleashing sky, the - -
reverberation of blind valley, I was so
busy in my extensive world of
innocent dreams, no
desires, nor the
pain of
losing something, just a revelers mind, I was
so better before meeting you, often
in loneliness, I thought, why ?
I got trapped in your
talismanic eyes,
now, no
more chances to escape from the enchanted
entourage - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
art by marie-line-vasseur
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