Where all the time, seven colours are
in life, many times I've created
the sand castle, several
times it was washed
away by
the
deranged waves, many times I've - -
loved you, that's life or your
shadow, do not know
exactly, many
times
I've returned empty hands from your
threshold, several times, I just
looked to the destiny
with aghast
eyes,
alike an innocent kid looks at the - -
sitting butterfly of coping, with
unseen dream, when it
flies away, he just
smiles, in
that
fluid moments, I often found myself -
somewhere, changing the page
of a black and white album,
and suddenly a dried
red rose falls
down,
at midnight, sometimes even the
grey coloured sky, leaves the
impression with new
highlight, again
life learns
some
techniques of compromise, few art -
of adjustment, that's life, the
sequence remains
continued, give
and take,
the
interchange amid the dark and light,
existed eternally unchanged - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
moon and clouds
in life, many times I've created
the sand castle, several
times it was washed
away by
the
deranged waves, many times I've - -
loved you, that's life or your
shadow, do not know
exactly, many
times
I've returned empty hands from your
threshold, several times, I just
looked to the destiny
with aghast
eyes,
alike an innocent kid looks at the - -
sitting butterfly of coping, with
unseen dream, when it
flies away, he just
smiles, in
that
fluid moments, I often found myself -
somewhere, changing the page
of a black and white album,
and suddenly a dried
red rose falls
down,
at midnight, sometimes even the
grey coloured sky, leaves the
impression with new
highlight, again
life learns
some
techniques of compromise, few art -
of adjustment, that's life, the
sequence remains
continued, give
and take,
the
interchange amid the dark and light,
existed eternally unchanged - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
moon and clouds
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