The clamour of the world never
stops, the life always sicks
the reasons for the
feast, indeed
nobody
is
interested in your inner storm - -
hence, just flow with the
stream of time, the
mirror has no
time to
think
about the wrinkles of the face, -
that's a natural process,
everybody has to
follow the path
of unseen
halt,
the flowers of necropolis never
forget to bloom, the life and
birth is the eternal truth,
the world is nothing
more than an
inn, every
soul
has to leave today or tomorrow,
that's the different matter
that your desires never
allow thinking about
the realism of
life and
we
just want the endless hangover.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
stops, the life always sicks
the reasons for the
feast, indeed
nobody
is
interested in your inner storm - -
hence, just flow with the
stream of time, the
mirror has no
time to
think
about the wrinkles of the face, -
that's a natural process,
everybody has to
follow the path
of unseen
halt,
the flowers of necropolis never
forget to bloom, the life and
birth is the eternal truth,
the world is nothing
more than an
inn, every
soul
has to leave today or tomorrow,
that's the different matter
that your desires never
allow thinking about
the realism of
life and
we
just want the endless hangover.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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