Friday, 5 April 2013

BENEATH THE EYE SHADE - -

with some promiscuous dream, evening 
knocking the door, the weary life 
becomes again childish 
emotion, wants to 
play with the
glassy
toys, let it break repeatedly by destiny - - 
your love doesn't permit me to 
touch the harsh reality, 
every moment 
becomes 
the 
flow of celestial beauty, why not, think -
some other day, about all the
fluctuation, this moment
says in your eyes,
existed the 
world 
of resuscitation, let me to search a life 
beneath your bowery eyes - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

emerging dream - - no idea about painter