ON THE FLORIST ALLEY - -

Perhaps, a compromise was
between the earth and
sky, it rained, whole
night, since wet
twilight, I've
waited
for you on the turn of florist - -
alley, I had to say a lot to
you, but you didn't
come, evening
passed in
its way,
the saturated darkness slowly
erased all the framework
of meeting, with the
sinking heart
I've caught
the last
tram, perhaps in some another
damp night we'll meet
again - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE SKYLIGHT - -

Some invisible skylight and spill
drops of your affinity, often
life is blessed with your
undefined love,
where
soul gets the relief from all the -
illusion of physical world,
a stage of opulence
with the inner
bliss,
and same time the beginning of -
renunciation, the precious
lifestyle suddenly
becomes a
matter
of falsification, question raises
itself from internal writhing
movements, then a
person follows
the path
of absolute truth, that's called - -
re-awakening of conscience,
the raise of all welfare's
emotion.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/