Monday 17 August 2020

Estuary of eyes - -


All origins have endpoints,
maybe the river or
breath however
I've found,
you
are just waiting for me
with complete
devotement
tho' I'm
not
the ocean or the deity
of mass, I'm just a
bubble floating
in the wind
of the
beach,
just
searching the palms of
an innocent smile of
a playful kid, your
love do not
let me
to
extinct, however my soul
wouldn't get rid of
your endless
love, I will
come
back
again and again in the
estuary of your
deep eyes
- - -
- Shantanu Sanyal

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