celebration of life, it's
the time to bloom
alike the bunch
of frill flower,
swinging
from
branches, far far away, -
tho' the sky is empty
but do not stop
the relentless
journey,
I'm
sure, there's existed the -
extinct lake of pure
affinity, just keep
alive the leaf
of hope in
side
the conscience, the sky -
is existed only in our
hope, otherwise
that's only a
cipher !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
