THE RISING MOON AND -

Do not know, which side veered
the deserted path, a bleak
summer evening
waited for
few
drops of rain, as night deepened,
on the parapet wall, moonlight
whispered entire night,
even unwillingly,
I couldn't
forget
your unexpected inclusion in my
life, in the shimmering of the
midnight sky, you've
thrown the loop
of dream,
and the persona was entrapped
in the amazing trance, your
love has made me the
amative abbot of
strange
cloister ! everywhere was only - -
endless mist on those
mysterious moment.
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- SHANTANU SANYAL