Sunday, 4 March 2012


IF POSSIBLE 

there's no grove of bloom in front of my house, 
if possible then come, in the desolate
trails, shades of life, such as 
aliphatic moonlight has
scattered all over, 
the essence
of love in the void, it's your magic touch or 
something else,  I do not know, 
whatever is the reason, but 
breath wants to stay 
for few more 
aromatic moment, probably somewhere, the
blossom of night jasmine creating 
the syncope, or an unknown 
opiate, has been
plastered 
to life, 
if possible then come, still in front of my
door, some lamp of breathe are 
blazing - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
source : vinayaga painting ...