Tuesday, 13 December 2011


RETURNING BACK ECHOES 

you do not know the life, perhaps you 
did not love someone by crumbles
way, just  vision moved on the
bulging part of corporal 
rugged land, the
depth of heart
remained
stranger !
momentary happiness were bubbles 
just emerged, and when they 
extinct, left the emptiness
everywhere, the falling
nebula had the glow 
whereas the 
distance to
planet 
was short, hand reached the sneck
but knocking the door not 
materialized, someone
was eager to open 
the door, when
it opened,
you had been faraway in the mist of 
time, it wasn't possible to chase
you whole the life, later heart
considered your affection 
not more than few 
drops mirage,
a dream of
midnight, scattered into the moonlight - - 

--- SHANTANU SANYAL
Paintings of Dean Gioa

  

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