Friday 2 November 2012

THE MOONLIT ARRIVAL - -

As in an outlying, desolate cloister, the
obscurity suddenly wakes up with
the dim light of the earthen lamp,
something like that
life becomes
active
whenever I waited for you, the reticular
the soffit of the medieval era and throb  
graph somewhere feels
the fragrance of
wild bloom,
the
the saffrony western sky fills the passion
of bizarre perception, from the
a lattice of feeling drips
drop by dropping the
affectionate
touch
of your love, on that moment, life -
doesn't desire anything
except your
arrival,
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/



THE ACCOUNTABILITY - -

don't ask the color of inner eyeglass, 
it changes with coordination of 
weather, in the same way 
I've seen the aspect 
of your love, 
ever too 
close 
sometimes beyond the reach in -
the game of light and shade
often emotion became 
misled, doesn't 
find out the
realism,
life wanders in the curved stairs !
albeit the destination exists
before the eye but mind
moves in the path 
of mirage, the
drop of 
peace goes dried up, the unknown 
combustion smolders day 
and night with unseen
flame, innocent
heart gets 
the 
pain unexpected, self determination 
when get lost - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
freedom