DODGING TO THE DEATH - -

A strange fallacy often brings
me in the blankness of
arid, tho' you were
just near me,
sometimes
life
becomes the wild river, a light
rain of happiness breaks
the piers, whenever
you've
unexpectedly touched me, do
not know where's the
destination of
broken
stars,
in your mystic eyes, I've seen
the origin of the milky way,
the account of life
never ends,
let it be
in its
place, whenever you came,
it looks like you never
separated from
my existence,
as soon
as
you disappear everything
looks like the glacial
era, the earth
freezes,
the
sky becomes the endless grey
smoke, do not know how this
attachment crossing
years and years
perhaps it
will go
in an
infinitive way, even it dodging - -
the death - -
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- - SHANTANU SANYAL