Inclined clouds wants to touch
let it scatter and break in drops
the dried lips want freshness
nothing is wrong if some one is included
life s open space desires that,
between the lips and the beaker
unseen distance always remains
dreams and reality walks together
two parallel lines go far away
some where meets may be by mistake
emotions placed on the thorny paths
love is originited from you, unseen
let it complete in the depth of eyes
night lilies hide the secrets of aroma
unfold the essence whenever delighted,
life is attached with your heart
breathing based on your eye lash movements
give me an enduring touch
season wants to bloom again,
let me encompass in the depth of you
let me diffuse my self in your persona.
--shantanu sanyal
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