Sunday 14 April 2013

THE WET OBLATION - -

so many time I've been broken, too
often crumbled in tiny pieces,
nevertheless, persona
did not extinct,    
several 
times the life faced the disregard - - 
disdain, but somewhere your 
love didn't leave me in 
the mid stream, 
in your eye -
line, the
shore unknown often emerged with 
new definition, the life gets back 
the essence of humanity !
I forgot, the livid 
spots of 
past, in your face exists a silence -
of ruins shrine, my emotion 
desires to lit the earthen 
lamp of evening !
with extreme 
adoration
and 
some flowers of conscience - - - - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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