The mirror of the time has
versatile art of rotation,
nobody succeeds
to stay with
fake
farce, often I erase my own
creation, I'm walking on
the glass looking
towards the
sky,
beneath it is a deep valley,
I haven't time to look
down, there's no
option in this
do-or-die
situation,
all bonds were camphoric
attachment, so no
more repentance,
alone traveller
has always
free
infatuation. - - -
* *
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
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