After a long time again, in the
groves of flowers, there's
an exaltation, that's
a knock of
spring
or someone has expressed -
the inner emotion with
inclined eyes, a
strange
hankering is pervaded in the
ambiance ! just, the life
is flowing on the
uncontrolled
stream,
sometimes, it's necessary to
leave the persona with
the reckless wind,
like a run away
kite of blue
sky - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
painting of Ann Mortimer 1.jpg
Your heart is still equally -
beautiful, as it was
before, nothing
is in the
charm of face, it changes
with season, and
finally one
day, the
reflection becomes the - -
abandoned object
of debris, do
not know
why,
often people forget easily
the reality of earth !
which is the
absolute
truth,
rags-to-riches, everybody
has to accept one day
the judgement
of destiny,
here
escaping is not possible -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
the last aroma
