Tuesday 26 March 2013

THE UNSEEN SALVE - -

maybe life has its own compulsions, 
immeasurable agony, injured 
emotion, blister full foot, 
deepening dark,
nevertheless, 
the hope
never dies, it emerges again and -
again from the tip of broken
breathing web, to get 
the rebirth blob,
the unseen 
potential
always remains latent in the womb -
of time, somewhere, life looks 
across the window glass
a realizing corner 
of dream,
some 
multicolored clouds floats above the 
skyline, a feeling of salve or a
cognition of your implicit 
love develops the 
strong desire 
to live !
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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Miki