HALF BLOOMED ASPIRES - -

so melancholia isn't good, ever, try 
to touch the inner emotion 
of mine, since a 
decade I'm
waiting
for 
your glimpse of a smile, everything 
in life is not desired, something 
always remains a little
incomplete, and 
that's the
point
which appeals to life for weaving - 
new dreams, life wants a 
little riddance from
monotony, a 
bliss 
which can fill some meaning in the 
survival, it was a matter which 
has passed away 
yesterday,
today 
says, the unknown trail dipped in -
dew, waits for a short stroll,
in your reflection still 
existed some 
ray of 
beautiful morning, the aspire of - 
some half bloomed feelings,
in your eyes still 
inhabited 
the 
colony of fireflies with mazarine - -
beauty - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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