Let remain, some stories beneath the fog, some emotion untold,
in fact, let remain silent,
certain stinging
realization,
just
now, snow is melting on the tip of
poplar, some unseen dreams
are eager to germinate
beneath the dry
leaves, in
your
arms shrinking the world of milky
way ! just do not break the
circle of beautiful
coziness, the
new year
is on
the door with new hopes, just - -
keep me in your heart before
the trance knock, in this
moment, life doesn't
think the desire
more than
you - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
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