Monday 2 July 2018

NOMADIC FEELINGS - -

In my inner outcry, still existed -
ebullition, tho' outer layers
look just quiescent, the
soul often reminds
me the naked
reality of
the
world but the dreaming eyes still 
wait for new underlined dawn
of new hope, someone
evokes me from
faraway and 
gives
some hydrous moment of night -
end, and says the mist of
the blue mountains
aren't the stable
phenomena,
it will be
again
the vale of flowers, the stroller - -
winds never settle down in
certain place - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL