Thursday, 14 June 2012


THE IMMORTAL ELEMENT 
the story of that wet night; as a poem
unfinished; into those tiny rain
drops had hidden some 
enigma, an effect of
internal eruption,
blooming of 
emotion, 
either 
you'd snatched the consciousness or
that was an obsession of mine,
after flowing away from
the confluence; we 
are one body
and one
life,
that's the mind's estuary; there body 
level is zero, the soul is churning 
the oceanic depth, venom 
or nectar, which is 
obtained, we
have been
accepted
that,
be immortality or the extinction, the
regeneration is certain, the 
pure love never dies,
it flows between 
the stiff pass
of hard 
rocks of time; everlasting - - - 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Alasdair McGregor - Paintings