There was a night long rain,and the wet uproar of
clouds, the entire
night there
was a
unseen shade of your love,
in such moments of
close affinity, the
life forgets
all the
nightmares, in the tinkling -
of drops, the persona
searches the lost
inebriation of
infancy,
in such beautiful prank, the
dry part of life gets the
undefined pleasure,
which can only
be realized,
again
in our breath there's a fresh
aroma of nocturnal
bloom - -
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Jacqueline Gnott Paintings
