BEFORE THE FLYING AWAY

just touch me now, that in few moments

I'm going to fly above the dales, 

trench, river, ocean, do not 

know the destination, 

beneath the wet 

clouds, above

the mosaic

horizon,

I do not know, where is that creator of 

my transparent wings, may be 

waiting to fill the colour with

beautiful life, if you love

me, do not waste the 

moment, just say 

as crazy 

waves,

let me submerge in your dominance !

glassy bubbles are waiting 

for a shelter of palm,

please stretch the

hand before 

falling 

down the delicate sentiments, embrace 

once again me, in a way that 

flying desire doesn't wish

to go away in the alien

land of strangers, 

keep nearer 

to your 

heart.

--  SHANTANU SANYAL