Saturday 6 July 2013

THAT'S NOT THE END OF EARTH - -

where the vision ends, that's not the edge 
of earth, the world is existed around
the persona, in the sombre  
apathetic faces, the 
life bawls in 
gloom 
corner of ruined shrines, the unknown - - 
scream resonate from the fetus,
asks to creator the question
of survival, the world 
emerges in the 
silence 
of cemeteries together the anguish of so 
called notorious red light area ! in 
the last o'clock, life turns -
around with the 
multiple
fragmentary body ! when the cars run on
the spiral flyovers, life awakes 
beneath the dream from 
the pit of hunger 
and
helplessness, the colorless footpath - - - 
spell out the depth of wound !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
flowers which never bloomed 

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