Saturday 8 October 2011


BIRTH OF NEW ASPIRES 

in the vesper, woke up all the latent feelings, 

as seismic flow breaks the fragile stones, 

layers of the earliest clay, before delirium of 

the sky, safflower's color spilled, entire the

space looks unprecedented art of incognito,

talismanic touch of your morph, prevent to 

heart beats, it's lost in another world, breaks

the somnolence, whenever your lips touch

to the falling up: breathing, trust me after that

conscious recognized the realism of earth,

far-out, horizon's edge becomes the river of 

life, in the smoldering desert I feel a sudden 

burst of cool source, inclined shade of 

emotional clouds, unseen synaphea of rain,

soaked instinct, increases the value of life,

just now aspires are born, in these moments,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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