Elegance burns when you feel hesitant
When Depth is apathy,
mourning love comes down
meanwhile in,Some fiction flowing together in an unwanted way;

by heart to learn something by imagination,
A tyrannical amalgamation of obfuscation
Lying down on my bed with exist
where the regress is a portrait boob

I feel like demise of alteration
An inseparable relationship,
A blossoming aura ;
It is a luminous incision

The path I’ve crossed is no longer mine
merely Images of some unfettered life!

The silence of the exaggerated and white coffin has come down to the heart;

The night becomes opaque
stealthily,the evolution of a youth lost in the usual short touch

Maybe the invocation was just grizzle,

Apparently so time is just dead according to the strung prescription of the moment !

Alive for while the cruci

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Ujjwal Roy Chowdhury