in the chest of tonight, let it be,
hidden some pain latent,
you touch me in a
way that, the
paused
storm could get an exposed to
rain, the thirst should
quenched from
the profound
eyes,
the mysterious sterile emotion
should get smoldering
passion, in this
sapphire
beauty
of seclusion, let the flowers - -
bloom of midnight, still
in my breath some
shakiness is
existed,
just wait for sometimes, in the
wind still not mingled the
wild fragrance, still
in the heart, the
poetry of
love
doesn't get depth of affection,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by a. eaton
hidden some pain latent,
you touch me in a
way that, the
paused
storm could get an exposed to
rain, the thirst should
quenched from
the profound
eyes,
the mysterious sterile emotion
should get smoldering
passion, in this
sapphire
beauty
of seclusion, let the flowers - -
bloom of midnight, still
in my breath some
shakiness is
existed,
just wait for sometimes, in the
wind still not mingled the
wild fragrance, still
in the heart, the
poetry of
love
doesn't get depth of affection,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by a. eaton
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