You can not suicide!
The clouds, feelings of aloofness,
The condensed grief of relations
All together encircled the fire---
However winter is far away
Aroma of your body, shivering lips
Sizzling breath, on hairy chest-
Droplets of melted desires all
Wants to disperse the passion,
In the winds earthen fragrance
Is it raining, down the valley----?
Trembling finger tips on the
Nuclear of abdomen-- slowly
Let feel the life in a rhythm
The multilayer of adoration
Wants tonight, unfurl thousands
Bygone secrets of the darkness,
In the mist of pulverized clouds
Your shadow creeps on the body
I feel your presence in the nerves
In the blood, the skins, everywhere
I know, you are no more in the
Canvas of life--- but the truth
Exposed all the odds
Didn’t you exchange the life?
May be for the short duration,
Difficult to kill me in side the
Your body, mind—just think it.
--Shantanu Sanyal
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