THE END OF ROTATION 

 

Analysis of life often moves on the

Edges of curved multiple lines,

In the center point soul illuminates

Day and night, the dot of desires

Emerge often through the darkness,

In the speed, it looks beautiful, as

Tiny particles, in millions, sometimes

It breaks the rule to touch the core,

Nucleus tries to avoid collision, the

Perception, always carries the

Message for evasion from the thorny

World, but heart forces to mind,

An unseen attraction appeals to touch

The bloom, the trapping planet

Has rhizome shaped branches to seize

The internal sense, it paralyzes

The persona through the nerves, this

Crux has limitation, it cries, weeps

However, removing the pierced spines

Is hard, it blocks the cavity with sweet

Pain, the affection makes the wound

After severance, the inner layers

Of soul remains ineffective as coconut,

After breaking the external coat, it

Flows toward the inclined surface, the

Unfolded corporeal frame remains

On the sea beach, oysters shell searches

The luminous kid, butterfly is out of

Vision, some silky spots on the palm

Lines calls the memory lanes, the waves

Slowly recedes, yachtsman disappears

Moon swings on the low tide, silently!

• SHANTANU SANYAL