Friday, 5 August 2011


THE EMPIRE OF PEACE 

in modest way urged the heart for a 
favor, painful refusal questioned the 
survival, bitterness of life accepted 
the venom, humiliations fueled the 
aggression,until the eruption of all
quiescent volcanoes, silence was
dominated the amusable plateaus !
feudal attitude of society forced me 
to follow the path of feral, wild trails,

on that accursed night, I shouted for 
a fortuity, cried for a hope, raised -
hands towards the sky, diffusion of 
silence couldn't answer, the riddles
blown on the ripples of stream, the
mangled soul had no other refuge !
in that scattering point suddenly  I 
met you, loved and accepted the 
lordship of the compassionate eyes,
in the morning steps followed the  
foot print of peace,wounds had no 
more complains, I found lost life !

-- SHANTANU SANYAL