WITH THE EMERGING BREATH - -

Some unsaid feelings remained
beneath the shadow of pain,
some unseen dreams
broken before
occupying
the
vision, however, life didn't give up
the expectation of blooming
morning, some drops
of gloomy eyes
fallen on
the
petals of the anonymous flower of –  
backwoods, the first ray of
the sun made the adoring
natural poetry, it’s
different matter
that very
few
soul understood them, in your
love, I've experienced the
real life, and touched
to the tip of inner
beauty, the
success
 or
failure is the phase of life, never
mind, at least I've tried to
know, the world
of veracity!
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 -       SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Robert Foster