Saturday, 25 March 2023

THE SUBMERSED PERSONA

 That’s a colossal river, goes toward the
ocean, builds some soft alluvium,
serpentine figure on the
meeting point, the
life searches
in the
same way to touch and mould your -
turmoil passion on the chest,
the wild tributaries of
river valley often
want to erode
the shore,
but your affectionate reed bed doesn’t
permit that, the flowing breath
has the certain destination,
never confuse, it ends
on the igneous
lips, the
leaning clouds emerges occasionally
on the shoreline, obsessive love
or the strange boat carries
the life safely, the
conviction of
fidelity
never sinks, as an immortal creeper
you embrace my persona in
infinite way - - -

    SHANTANU SANYAL

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