THE SOUL OF FOSSILS - -

in desire to get a great deal,
a lot is left behind, the
unquenchable thirst
remains in the
depth of
heart,
as usual, alike the half-burnt -
cinder, often life invites
the unwanted
tensions,
for the
silent combustion, indeed - -.
we forget to love, our -
selves, just follow
the illusory -
shadow,
incessant chasing toward the
mirage, and in last, the
persona becomes
the fossilized
emotion !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL


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mimosa-leaf-collage- art by ann-powell