Thursday 7 June 2012


BEFORE THE DAY BREAK 
this morning has a story of its own; night
dissolved through fire, only then; 
the light has sparked, on
those shadow, there
were numerous 
groans, 
many concealed screams; after only then, 
the sky has dripped the dew drops, 
whose foot prints remained 
on the slope of sand 
dunes, a standstill
was in the 
life;
last night, might be a nomadic bird or a
missing dream, had wandered
entire desert, from one end
to other, there was a
pervasive silence
in the sky, 
anyway the beauty appears only after
the combustion reached the 
climax - - - 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by Cindy Lane

THE PROFOUND GLOOM
I know very well, what's your intent, 
that longing hasn't cessation,
that pauses only on the 
ups and downs of 
muscles and 
bones, 
that's your helplessness or desire
to get more than need of the 
endless thirst, maybe 
that realism is 
concealed,
in your
heart, but systemic signs are clear; 
you want to get me; in  the
perfect way, however
do you think that
you'll be able
to grasp 
the virility from the abysmal depth of 
innermost, perhaps never; alike
the candle; non-melted wax
remains in spurned form,
on the edge of 
scones,
the desire to burn again, I've doubt ;
as a thirst or ignition which 
are not extinguished,
will be exist in 
your heart,
because your aspiration is more than
length of night - - - 

the soul 

THE DUAL PERSONALITY
debonair feelings soaked into
the wet sandalwood paste ;
the coldness of scruples
thought brings the
heart en route
for divinity;
that
doesn’t mean the denial of -
verity , a live body and
mind contains the
pragmatism of
desire,
it’s
hard not only but impossible;
to consider someone as
an inactive character
to organic needs,
actually in the
darkness
that
individual sheds the simulated
mask, this camouflage
way of survival is
the natural
fact,
the art to win the heart or save
himself by changing the
colors with the
environs,
just
similar to the marine creatures !
labyrinth of ethics and the
stripped truth of life
aren’t so easy,
external is
found
something ; story of the inner
says something different !
it’s matter ; that how
much a person has
the sagacity
to judge
himself as well as the face of in
front - - -