BEFORE THE AUTUMN - -

the leaf is germinated for falling -
down, withering flower hasn't 
the complain, that's the
reality of life, any 
one isn't the
infinite, 
the rise and fall is the phase of
life, goes along with the 
mood of season,
nobody has 
the vigor
to defy the wheel of destiny, it -
moves on preset speed,
try as much as to 
hold the 
fleeting moment, finally remains 
some wet realization on 
the azoic palm, the 
dreams were
nomad
butterflies, flew away in the dim 
light of early morning - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Artist Linda Bein
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