perhaps, your affection was
aquarelle, very soon
it flew away to
evaporate,
indeed
there's nothing new in this, -
often it's happened,
raw color looks
more glossy,
but soon
the color leaves its identity,
do not know the depth
of your proclaimed
affinity, often
which
frequently appears before -
the vision, same face
becomes the
illusion
in a wink, actually the known
friends are found the
real foe, 'cos
they know
the
moving fish-eye, there's no -
lapse in their target,
that's the matter
of chance.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Agnes-Lang-Abstract-art-Nature-Earth-Modern-Age-Expressionism-Abstract-Expressionism
aquarelle, very soon
it flew away to
evaporate,
indeed
there's nothing new in this, -
often it's happened,
raw color looks
more glossy,
but soon
the color leaves its identity,
do not know the depth
of your proclaimed
affinity, often
which
frequently appears before -
the vision, same face
becomes the
illusion
in a wink, actually the known
friends are found the
real foe, 'cos
they know
the
moving fish-eye, there's no -
lapse in their target,
that's the matter
of chance.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Agnes-Lang-Abstract-art-Nature-Earth-Modern-Age-Expressionism-Abstract-Expressionism
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