Wednesday, 2 May 2012


THE LAND OF RAIN SHADOW 

I know, you'll not read this verse, there's
no romance, no colorful dreams, 
grayish sky, desolate land,
and muffled grown, 
I know, your 
eyes 
search my existence in the valley of bloom,
though spring has passed long ago, 
I don't know why your aspire 
has no entirety, while 
you've been 
robbed
whatever once I had, it's adsorption of last
drop or pseudo thirst of love, I do not
know, a chase continuously by 
you behind me, doesn't
allow to get a 
moment
for a little nap, however life wants to wear 
some decent colored wrapper on 
the wounded emotion, but 
your unquenchable 
desire has no 
boundary, 
it wishes to see me night and day with a 
zolaistic way, in the name of 
realism isn't it, the self -
deception, impound
of sense but 
you've
no time to think for that because your love
ends in the muscles and bones, the 
soul remains dry in the land
of rain shadow - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
sorce - rain Graphics at Kathys.jpg