from the deadly eyes of
pseudo faces, far
far away in
the
solitude of an extinct monastery,
except us there shouldn't
be anyone, you do
not say
anything, I'll be silent too, on - -
those moment, we've to
feel each other's
existence
in the
breaths, into the depth of soul, -
on the waves of life, in the
truth of death, the
realization
which
passes through the veins, the -
process of permeation
into each other,
just love
undefined, liberated from all the
temporal binding - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
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