messiah, the realism of life
doesn't wait for the
turning point,
the book
keeping
of a
mirror never reflects hypocrisy,
doesn't matter in its eye,
you're a microbe or
a giant, today
goad is in
your
hands, but don't think you're
sky-high, the beat of time
never forgives maybe
you're a big noble
client, everything
has an end
edge,
nobody is a fadeless creature,
the rifts are part of life
compromise is the
real glue for
joint, the
span
of
survival is the desire of the
moth for some time, just
keep some peacock
feathers on the
pages of -
midnight.
* *
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
