DEEP EROSION - -

in each blob was life, which 
dropped from the eye, 
in each sigh had 
the longing,
for a 
beautiful life, every lips had 
the thirst to get the rare 
elixir ! in each heart
beat existed 
million 
desires, it's another matter
that, how many lips 
have reached 
to the 
transparent strange chalice,
those dreams were 
made of glass,
those soft
kisses 
had own glamour, do not - 
ask, how much they 
were melted in
my chest,
or just
returned to their origin alike
the unknown, painful
resonance ! the
persona, as
usual 
broken in multiple pieces !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


  
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white azalea - Laura Coombs Hills. Pastel Painting