Thursday, 18 October 2012

THE TENDER PERCEPTION - -

very softly someone touched the 
emotion with shivery fingers,
as uncalled rain of eve
soaked the feeling,
later the night
equipped
with 
lethal blows, moonlight sprinkled 
the salt into the tender wound, 
entire night as the silvan 
flame, the body, mind 
were ignited, the
perception 
wasn't
differ than the walking on the path
of active ember - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
Silent Morning by Andre Arment