Thursday, 29 January 2015

DROP BY DROP - -

The entire night you've absorbed
my fragrant persona, last
night I wasn't within
myself, alike
the tube -
rose
the breath was bloomed slowly - -
slowly, I've got back the lost
sense in your circean
love, the whole
night drop
by drop
the
life received the new illumination !
gradually, all confusions
became crystal
clear in
your
proximity the life hadn't any other
desire - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

 

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paintings by Robin Street-Morris 1

NOBODY KNOWS - -

Tear of sky or dew droplet, whatever
was that gift, it has given a relief
to smoldering emotion, the
nature never returns
empty handed,
at every
turn
there's an unexpected blessed soul, -
the condition is just that, you've
trust on yourself, nobody
knows in which form
the invisible
entity
will knock the door, lake of the heart -
should never dry, who knows
on the threshold waiting
someone with thirst
of centuries !
just
keep alive the inner generosity alike
the gorgeous blue sky, full of
unpredicted potential,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

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THE FORGOTTEN CORNERS - -

Do not ask me the achievement, in
your love, I've been reached
above the sky, but soul
remained on the
earth, in
your diligence, the rest of world - -
became trivial, the life has
gained the pleasure
of multiple births,
the persona
became
alike
the sandal wood, as much as pain,
the more fragrance ! do not
ask me in life what's
missed, indeed
your love
made
me complete, alike the full moon - -
fills the forgotten corner
over the centuries.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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paintings by Robin Street-Morris

THE POLLEN TRAP - -

From the clump of memories, please
do not call me again, some
hidden wound's beauty
remains in the
depth of
pain,
some undefined affinity have the - - -
plutonic sanctum ! simply let
it be in its place, some
happiness have
the short
age,
do not try to expose it too much, other
wise it'll wither premature, some
amour have too much
infatuation alike
the pollen
trap,
where 'log in' is well known, but the path
of exit becomes labyrinth, and the
outcome - - only death !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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