I did not recognize---

I did not recognize
or confused to distinguish
between the two shades,
a microline is divorced
although street was parallel
colours mixed to each others,
pigments were radicals
expelled and ---created grey clouds
gathered on surface of soft
expression ,
suddenly the sky was monotonous
I found myself in to the centre of
whirlwind, trying to overcome
and unseen intuition
raised the hands and hugged me,

in a moment-
sky was purple blue a massive umbrella
ornamented by silvery flowers
emotions were flying high
a passion to create and produce
something the new, up to the minute
an innovative idea
colors appealed me -said
yet day is bright
touch me -- love me
just desire the authentic concept
fill the colours -- thats life.
-- shantanu sanyal

The bitter truth

Just touch me, the ceaseless ignition
wants you entirely, she said once,
the eyes contact was entered
through the lips to lower the abdomen,
do not tag me by poem, artificial flowers
the definition of love is insignificant
the natural beauties are live
because the exchange of fertility has existed
do not show me dreams of
moon, stars, flowers, waterfalls, rivers
I know in your eyes, the planet is
the graceful canvas of life,
because you can not see through me
please hug me, I desire to break
in your mighty arms forever - -
the outer layers of your body
falling itself does not try to patch it,
my barren, thirsty, deserted valleys are
challenging you, just lash down
the hidden rains for new sprouts - -
the masked face dropped the saliva
do not try to screen the lust, desires lava,
that’s uncontrollable, let it erupt - -
my persona is prepared to absorb the
splash of the masculine river, just show
your inner strength of condensed vitality - -
- - Shantanu Sanyal