Friday, 10 September 2010


the essence of the flowers
caged by emotions, for making
more beautiful the moments,
the brief inclination injured
the elusive,weak branches of
the life, the bloom fell down,
hard to satisfy the desires,
sometimes we betrayed the
leaves, twigs, buds, as well as
whole the canopy, the planet
was looked dwarf through the
loving tower, the concern to
slack down the possession,
we tried to embrace the sky,
affections were the feral creeper
broken easily during low down -
the tidal waves of passion,
its rigid to include someone till
to last breath, in the awful
times, even shadows want to
hide their existance, the sun
has to sink into the sea, the
tender dawn is striking, other
part of globe is eager to bloom.
- - - shantanu sanyal