Running out life desires to die
like the river merged
in to the limitless ocean,
your love doesn't allow
me to extinguish, it
makes me infinite
light, which has
been died millions of years
ago, your possession
makes me undefined
boon of the closed fist,
if opens, it'll fly
towards the
country of
butterflies,
you don't
want let
me to
free,
because my persona is
just mingled in your
soul, I'm now a
salvationless
man of
shadow.
- - Shantanu Sanyal
