THE WET NIGHT

Once more lit the glow, stormy

Night may be sustained till the

Crack of dawn, this intimacy has

Different essence, let loose the

Passion knots in natural way, I

Am waiting for this moment

Since the genesis of adulation,

Its legend that the extreme -

Devotion converts the statue

To living object, do not close

The window – doors, let the ray

Of divinity, penetrate our soul,

On the bridge of logs, fireflies

Have night of oath, illumination

Goes from roots to canopy, the

Panoramic beauty of lake fills

More addiction of wild bloom,

The accord of eyes has its own

Charming guidelines, speechless

Emotion has no space amid the

Two hearts, undisclosed moments

Plays the game with the waves,

Thirsty deer fears to its shadow,

However, moon belated to rise,

Amethyst night creates magic

Storm fuels the flames, end of

Night brings the spell of rain, slowly

Life becomes the dream, some

Fragile petals are inclined on the

Cluster of rose, cloudy sky do not

Open the gate sun has longer sleep!

• SHANTANU SANYAL