THE DEPTH OF BREATH 
 

The never – ending expression,

Says numerous unrefined path

Waiting fervently in the life,

Apart the physical achievement,

A few allegiances couldn’t

Complete yet, might be your

Aspire to get me was finale turn,

But my objective exist in the

Nameless land of aesthetic dream,

The corporal frame wants rid of

A pretended desire, spirit looks for

The eternal pleasure, a revival

Of belief, to see the planet by

Third eye, nascent beauty, freedom

From all the negativity, feeling of

Infancy, reception of absolute truth,

Heart wants to embrace each one,

Perception going to abolish, awfully

Colors, shape, frame, features,

In the vision no more than a symbol,

How to generate an immense mural

Of entire world, under one umbrella,

Life waits to see the generosity of

The sky to scatter the immortal moon

Light on the every corner, left over

Souls, wounded blooms staring with

Stony eyes to get some drops of dew,

Continuous thirst doesn’t permit

For a snap, though someone’s body

Laying in proximity, in deep sleep, I do

Not know what’s going in your mind,

Sound of breathing I feel but how 
Much depth is in that I don’t know –

• SHANTANU SANYAL