this morning has its own beauty,
the scattered dreams, I'm
going to collect again,
mirror doesn't
reject
me yet, perhaps you're standing
behind the reflection point,
life wants some little
grooming, few
mist of
time gradually becoming clear - -
the silvan path looking
so chirpy, no doubt
spring will
come
back again, innovative sketches
wants new colors, emotions
are toward untouched
dimension - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
October Petunias
the scattered dreams, I'm
going to collect again,
mirror doesn't
reject
me yet, perhaps you're standing
behind the reflection point,
life wants some little
grooming, few
mist of
time gradually becoming clear - -
the silvan path looking
so chirpy, no doubt
spring will
come
back again, innovative sketches
wants new colors, emotions
are toward untouched
dimension - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
October Petunias
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