released me from the curse
of sterility, guileless love
taught me the art
of self
greenery, the desolate shore of
heart regain the wet emotion,
I've get back all the lost
god, in the faces
of oppressed
soul, the
list of aspire never ends, but a
precious smile of a crying
baby gives the bliss
beyond the
divinity,
maybe you're the winner of the
world in this moment, but
the next moments
remains as
usual
unresolved, uncertain dances -
by the unseen fingers of
destiny - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by adolf hitler
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