IF POSSIBLE 

there's no grove of bloom in front of my house, 

if possible then come, in the desolate

trails, shades of life, such as 

aliphatic moonlight has

scattered all over, 

the essence

of love in the void, it's your magic touch or 

something else,  I do not know, 

whatever is the reason, but 

breath wants to stay 

for few more 

aromatic moment, probably somewhere, the

blossom of night jasmine creating 

the syncope, or an unknown 

opiate, has been

plastered 

to life, 

if possible then come, still in front of my

door, some lamp of breathe are 

blazing - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

source : vinayaga painting ...