had a lot to say, had a lot to feel in
the conscience, some your
silent suffering, which
wants to say -
something,
some
blazing spirit desires to absorb - -
the incessant rain of endless
love, some barren zone
of my heart still
waits for
the blessed consent of monsoon,
it's heard that, an origin of
life existed in your
eyes, the
accursed persona often desires -
desperately to get your
redemption touch,
the rocky
existence eagerly looks to the sky
for blooming future - -
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- SHANTANU SANYAL