Monday, 14 April 2014

POETRY OF FRAGRANCE - -

do not keep me alive! in your 
dreamy thought, I'm the
floating nomad 
cloud, do 
not 
know where to rain with self -
desolation, barren land 
or blooming valley 
everything in 
my eyes
are 
similar, I'm the migratory bird,
do not know the safe 
haven, just flying
on the sky 
path, 
do not follow me, the world of
beauty is inhabited inner
you, just try to read 
the silence of 
mirror, I'm 
sure,
you'll forget me, alike the last 
o' clock dream, indeed 
nobody remains 
throughout 
the 
ages, promise was poetry of 
fragrance, gradually 
becomes
faded.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings by Alexei Antonov