WHO KNOWS - - 

somewhere amid the night fog, a 

bleak star emerging on the 

cloudy sky, the life 

again needs 

you, if it's

possible for a while, let to be 

open the gazebo of your

numinous eyes, the

random feelings

wishes to be 

restored, 

in the remote the valleys awake 

with saffrony smile, desires

have gone down in the 

moonlit dreams, like 

confused black 

buck, let to

be lost

the sense of fear in the bushes, 

let's once again, heart wants

tonight, filling your lappet 

by divine flowers, who 

knows, the magic 

of proximity 

again to 

be or not, let the thirsty lips to be 

quenched - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Franz Marc, Deer in the Forest. German Expressionist. 1913