Sunday, 22 January 2012


The Rudderless Navigation 

in this warlock, fulvous darkness, the
profound winter night, above 
all your barbarian aspire,
as the incitement to 
dripping honey 
comb, at 
this 
moment difficult to prevent melting of
hidden glacial, the rising smoke
on the remote, the divagate
midnight, extinguished 
but impulsive flame,
prevalence of 
savor, the 
pollinating infusion into the body and
soul, life somewhere around 
desires to touch the 
philosopher's 
stone,
that's not incredible, your persona 
often overlaps my masculinity,
it forces to search some 
new dimensions to 
create the more
density for 
nomadic love, willingly I couldn't fly 
sometimes to touch the 
unexplored horizon, 
frequently I came
back into the 
cage of 
her illusive eyes, after forgetting the 
migration route of sky - - - 

- - SHANTANU SANYAL  
bird - PAINTING BY SUSAN FAYE