Thursday, 2 May 2013

THE INFINITE FLAME - -

in that soft - burning ember, something 
still remained beneath the cinder,
the love wasn't the camphor,
it's the endless unseen
flame, smolders 
into the 
depth of inner, season passed, color
of sky changed, flowers bloomed
and withered, but emotion 
never dried, it existed
in the edge of 
hydrous 
eyes, waiting for new dreams,on the 
surface of love, always existed
the crystal of infinite dew !
your affection tied 
the pulsation,
in the 
swirl of passion, even, willingly it's
so hard to escape from the 
ring of fire - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by jean beolan