At the end of every night, just
before the fall of night -
bloom, on the
edges of
eyes, I
feel some fragrant realization
of your undefined love,
alike an unseen
ointment
heals
the wound, a beatific smile - -
emerges on the face,
and moment to
moment
the
life feels undreamed relief, the
persona floats near the
colorful horizon !
the morning
looks
more beautiful, overflowed by
fresh consciousness !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
before the fall of night -
bloom, on the
edges of
eyes, I
feel some fragrant realization
of your undefined love,
alike an unseen
ointment
heals
the wound, a beatific smile - -
emerges on the face,
and moment to
moment
the
life feels undreamed relief, the
persona floats near the
colorful horizon !
the morning
looks
more beautiful, overflowed by
fresh consciousness !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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