Tuesday 1 November 2011

THE MYSTIC TRAILS


apocalyptic hopes and realism of life 
amid these two points somewhere
perhaps our love is inhabited,
their own thinking, needs, 
couldn't change the 
truth of biotics, 
 nearness
silently incorporated our soul, almost 
knitted in a gossamered thread, 
corporeal oblation shared 
on the altar of passion, 
several times we 
have been 
touched
the apogee, on that genesis land of 
new life's creation, I have 
accepted you with 
inclined neck,
searched 
the 
survival point as a newborn explores 
the feeding place abruptly,from 
earth to space, entire
 cosmos is towards
the thirst of new
destination, 
the paths 
are 
may be different, the absolute truth 
remains with our breath, if it
walks every thing looks 
beautiful, full of 
potentials,
and 
whenever it stays, everywhere remains 
only dense darkness and mist, 
to get some light on that 
mystic trail, hence 
I loved you, felt
you, filled in
breathing,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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