Do not know, what was the reason,
even in the lush rain, the heart
didn't recreate, indeed, in
the life, sometimes
it's hard to over -
come the
pain,
but that bleak moment often draws
a line of hope, the persona
again tries to dissolve
all the remorse in
the mist of
dawn !
and we get the lost staircases of the
river bank, the coin's two phases
never leave accompaniment,
side by side the shadow
and light follow us
throughout the
ages,
willingly or without desire, it's not so
easy to get rid from the trap of
destiny, however, the beauty
of survival is found in
this walkways of
fluctuation,
some
sweet, some sour, this is the fun of
life - -
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
