flowers, let's weave again
some dream unseen,
looking back to
past isn't
the
life, which was lost, that's lost, this
moment's gain is your smile,
precious and rarebit,
let's free, the
firefly
of closed fist, on the horizon again
clouds are emerging, again
the earth's thirst is
difficile, the
sky
has to incline, in your eyes some -
undefined emotions are
eager to spill - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
inda jacobus art
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