denseness of night, the
dawn has knocked
the threshold
of skyline,
and
the flowers bloomed as usual
with hilarious petals, all
transactions have
the transient
glamour,
some
remained in the conscience -
and some just flew off as
the exotic perfume,
emotions are
not lesser
than
a vagabond, just moves from
the misty land to the forest
of cactus, the life enjoys
the fun of shadow
and light, alike
the rain
cloud.
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
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