THE SUPREME LOVE

the manuscript of silent emotion

couldn't be deciphered, the

seasons had come and

gone, the pain of

desert buried

under the

sand

dunes, though the sky has thrived

with stars, galaxies, nebulae, the

night had its own compulsion,

unsatisfied life gazed the

sinking moon near the

shimmering line of

horizon, on the

remote I’ve

observed

into the shape of dawn, you’re

emerging on the eastern sky,

spilling over the colourful

clouds, growing the

new dreams in

the crude

trail,

all the failures, the wave of miseries, the

depressed moments of life trying

to get a favour, looking with

a delicate expectation,

to change the curse

of destiny or the

confessional

approach,

without

any

priest of the enclosed shrine, life doesn't 

accept the defeat, as your shadow

covers the igneous land with

the unseen blessing, here

corporal love reaches

to purism, the

negative

feeling removes gradually from the

perception, loyalty turns into

the fragrance, willingly or

unwillingly heart

couldn't follow

the path of

deceit,

here subconscious of mind revives,

later faith goes towards the

supreme love, on that

moment persona

mingles to each

other in a

the way that life looks more beautiful!

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