world of reality, where
grows, prickles
together
with
the flowers, ever, try to cross
the self - circle, your pain
isn't just a lonesome,
victory and defeat
are not the
true
scale of life, maybe today is
shining sky in your side,
but clouds are the
fetterless
creatures, who knows about
the uncalled rain, entire
life, I've weaved the
web of potential,
it's a different
matter
that it reel off from other end.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
waiting
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