Sunday, 3 March 2013

THE EVERLASTING FRAGRANCE - -

dispensed oyster hadn't the complaint,
maybe it was the compulsion,
the deception of pearl, 
and your affinity 
couldn't be 
compared, though the memories not 
faded, it's glowing still, on the 
shore, the clamor doesn't 
pause, tidal waves 
haven't change
direction, 
while season changed several times, - -
that's normal, nobody can claim
the endless agreement of 
blooming, it's different
matter, if some -
one keeps
the paper flowers, it's difficult to get -
the fragrant emotion, the beauty 
of truth remains forever, 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
    no idea abour painter - - evening tide