Thursday, 9 December 2010

THE EVENING PRAYER

the verge has no regret, embraced
the omit of ocean, its destiny my
friend, sometimes venom becomes
the therapy for curing the mass,
its not possible to remove salinity
let me to collect some drops of tear
your eyes want to rest for moment,
grief was nothing whenever i looked
the surroundings of my limited world,
i looked the smile on the face of kid
who lost the parents in bomb blast ?
butterflies never forget to fly though
wings partially damaged by the thorns,
the chanting of evening prayer never
to be finished on stairs of Ganges, as the
great civilization is bigger than the ocean,
--- shantanu sanyal