Sunday, 29 December 2013

NOTHING ABNORMAL - -

it's meaningless to wait for midnight,
the misty evening has befallen
long ago, now it's time to
be lost in path of
nomadic
dreams, vagrancy of life says, every
flamboyant bloom hasn't the
ambrosial feeling, just
like a broken
promise
which never keeps the scent of love,
again I'm returning toward the
adust desert, again I've
to learn the art of
living in the
thorns,
well done my friend, at least life has
knew, the difference amid the
real and paper flower - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
camellia art

SEARCH OF LOST BLISS - -

when pain becomes itself a medium 
of medication, no more fear 
exist, every thing looks 
in proximity, the 
suddenly
inner 
power opens all the closed gates, - -
nothing remains out of reach, 
the serpentine path 
looks, just a 
straight 
line,
again new zeal welcomes our steps,
the up down graph of emotion,
the distress moments,
gradually gets 
back the 
art 
of survival, unexpectedly life inspires 
with blooming smile of flowers,
and restarts the search 
of happiness - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
pink hibiscus