distinct beauty, in every turn
of life, one thing remained
unsworn, and that
was the self
trust,
believe me, at the end, the storm
had to change the direction,
sometimes northeast
clouds have
drenched
me
completely, and sometimes the -
jaded persona had emerged
from your chest, at every
step, somewhere
your love has
raised me
up and
that's
reason, the shabby boat always
reached near the anchor
point - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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