THE ULTIMATE POINT

Ahead of its time was the challenge

However, I accepted the expedition,

In your love, tried to touch the blue,

Played the lyre of breath, laid hands

On the burning fires, walked on the

Skinny layers of frozen lake water, its

Different that in the end except the

Oozing wound I had nothing left to

Share with life, this destruction has

A tale of glamour, an experience to

See the life very closely, didn’t stick

The feelings on the flow of pains, I

Had negotiated beautifully, and

Swapped all the failures with the

Nature, learned myself how to love

Again, ladder of passion once more

Attached to the stiff, vertical rocks

Couldn’t haunted me, climbed on

Top of valley, looked the rising sun,

In the mist, I had seen someone is

Waiting for me, to complete the

Assignment of life I loved you twice,

Heart didn’t accept the defeat, the

Up down trail of forest embraced me,

I rejected the straight path of life,

Made the twisted way as the destiny,

Wild stream s adamant couldn’t

Break my masculinity, crossed the

Current by exposed body, rowdiness

Brought me to destination, might be

Thorny bush or lips, chest, abdominal

Aurora, anyway I reached to you,

• SHANTANU SANYAL

UNFORGETABLE NIGHT

Do you remember that rainy night?

More beautiful than expectation,

Those delicate moments, dripping

Down water crystals, wet intimacy,

Some shilly-shallying candle lit dinner,

In that misty darkness, slowly -

Touching by you to my shoulder,

Arm, closeness of shivering lips, the

Extinct of exotic, exclusive perfumes,

Rising the addiction, armpit odors,

The winy smells with long breathing,

Going up the smoke of half burn

Cigarette, I have surprised when you

Said me “yeah, its manliness, full of

Vigor, a passionate experience to

Play with flames “that inflammable

Desires had the rare beauty, beyond

The description, it’s difficult to say

How much time consumed the

Flying gray smoke to turn the

Cigarette in particle of ashes, candle

Was melted, or someone blow off,

Mystery remained in depth of eyes,

Tuber roses might be invaded the

Solitude of our soul meeting moment,

The blooming perception replaced

The smell of tobacco, the sweet pain

Prevailed through the body to mind,

Nocturnal anonymous flowers had

Scattered on the surface, the terrace

Garden was looking more dazzling

Than ever, though it was clammy,

I looked first time dew drops in your

Inclined eyes, in the first ray of life.

• SHANTANU SANYAL