Sunday, 26 September 2010

once we knitted the dreams of love

the oceanic high waves break egos-
all arrogance disperses on the shoreline,
the prehistoric rocks smile all the time,
physical erosion is the part of life, just
the wild stream flows since decades -
on the surface of granite, creates canals
falling from the peak, seven colours make
the pleasent moments on the hearts-
here once we knitted the dreams of love,
web of desires might be broken, but
the delicate threads of relations is still
breathing, true adoration never dies,
echoes of all the sweet moments of life
reminds me, you are in my heart, planet
is bloomed whenever you smiled near
or far away a rhythm traveled between
us, somewhere you are waiting for me,
i can feel your presence everywhere,
inclined clouds, mystic dense forest
mysterious climbers embracing the trees
the unfolding tender leaves, flowers
just like your graceful face reflects, the
first new born ray is touching on
sleeping moisturized the grassland,
the seeds of dreams hidden, under the
residues of wounded emotions,perhaps
one day the oceanic waves would be calm.
- shantanu sanyal