Friday, 2 November 2012

THE MOONLIT ARRIVAL - -

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

Paintings by Karen Black

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