ON THAT FRAGRANT NIGHT :

that bizarre darkness of moonless,

drizzling night, influenced whole

the life, enticed eyes said,

“whorl of intoxicated

desires towards

the burst,

the corolla of love wants to spill out”

while my nascent perception

had the inadequate horizon,

a terror to premature

summit, the

unknown

barrier of hesitation, didn’t allow to

touch the wine glass on that

moment, I had controlled

the swarming fervor,

while your remark,

ignited the cell

to muscles,

collected the nomadic fragrance, just

answered, “no it’s too early,

just wait till spring, my

love is raw pot, let

it dry in the sun

light, later

into the kiln, after in your obsession !

afterward, how would be the

decoration, depends on

your heart, let me

grow to that

level,

definitely, one day I will saturate the

body and soul together

just wait for that

moonlit night,”

• SHANTANU SANYAL  
  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

WITHOUT ADDRESS 

perhaps !

unattractive was the external wrapper 

colorless, scentless, hence you

didn't touch the envelop, the

inner blooming message,

remained discarded,

neglected, do you

know, those

words 

in course of time became the fossil,

no complaint to the sequence 

of seasons, falling up the 

aquatic graph of wet 

eyes, and prolong

waiting for the 

answer, 

emotions were vacant cocoons, 

drooped in the soft sun glow

of winter, dreams grown 

the poetic wings, later

extinct into the mist

of blue mountain,

the glue of 

affection

was 

diluted in the nightfall rain, the closed

letter open itself, the crystalline  

heart was throbbing for you,

did you see, movement,

sensation of that 

rare bleeding

gem, 

perhaps, no, the butterflies have been 

changed the migratory route, it's

happened in life, several 

times, we have to go 

in certain point 

but destiny 

brings 

somewhere else, any way the meeting 

and leaving point had hidden

some unique redolence,

flavor remained in 

the conscience,

on the hands,

in the wind,

inner 

the heart, to be remember it or not - - - 

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

 painting by -  Willie Fulton