the eyes, only cipher remains
widely, an endless darkness
and journey towards the
unknown destination,
on either side
of the road
is stony
silence, where every religion is like
a mute spectator, in the crowd
of question marks, I'm in
search of officiant
who taught
me the
myth of supernatural world, when -
the mist disappeared, the reality
laughed with avowedly,
indeed there wasn't
anything except
the labyrinth
of whole
life, which was just wasted chasing -
the man made conjuration !
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
