MOIST FLINT STONES
I'll  never come again
 to see the collapsed edge,

I'll never fall in love again !

let  the waves carry away you in

the dreams of deltaic wetland, the
dissolving heart has remained silent,
I'll never say untold tale again !
I'll never fall in love again,

getting down the twilight into the

erosion of river, departing fingers had

no regrets, swept away sailing

boats towards the estuary,
I'll never look the ocean, horizon again,
I'll never fall in love again,

in that destination may be some rare

flowers are existed, few inhabitants of
fragrance created the colony,
most probably several glassy brooch

illuminating there, bouncing moonlit

filling the emptiness of life,

I'll never ask the mystery of zeal, again
I'll never fall in love again,
on the half submerged  black rock
swirled emotion died before night, it's

normal, low clouds have been reduced
gradually the humidity of valley,
moon has completed the long journey,
I'll never fallow the path of galaxy again,

I'll never fall in love again,
flint stones were moist, hence flickers

couldn't get the repletion, fire

doesn't reach to maturity, fire woods -

remained discarded, disdained !

reason of extinguished feelings,
I'll never ask again,
I'll never fall in love again,
-- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/