Friday 18 November 2011

THE ARMS UP EMPEROR 


the rugged surface of life, sneer views
of society, all together filled more
vigor of resistant, latent  virility
when woke up I was born
to love you, to feel the
parthenogenesis
sentiment, I
entered
invisibly in your persona, you do not
know that, when hair follicles
from your glassy body
oozed the incense
of my passion,
then to be
you
realized the intensity of everlasting
addiction, on that extravagant
moment you have kissed
madly, subdued my
burning ember,
tried to tame
irruption,
decades long ablaze flame of love -
finally extinguished silently,
you proved the adage
that iron cuts iron,
when the arms
loose the
grip,
the talismanic eyes pulled up the
falling graph of breath, on
that reunion point of
desires, essence
of life said me
heaven is
not an
abstract object, it existed somewhere
between your two lip lines, on
the corner of breathtaking
eyes, as arms up
emperor on the
 battlefield,
I followed the reclusion, left the invasion,



-- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/