Wednesday 20 June 2012


THE HIDING CALL 
in the first rain shower; like an obstinate child; 
sometimes heart wants to soak the bare 
body, under the open sky; on the 
lush green field near the wild 
stream, playing with 
dusty water,
making
the paper boat, splashing the water to each
other; on the slippery mound walking 
in a crazy way, heart wants to 
touch the velvet worm, 
in the wet evening
hide and seek,
as glow of
fire fly, 
life wants to play the missing play, the first 
innocent kiss, the first love letter with
lot of spelling mistake, life wants
to run behind the butterflies, 
seeing the rainbow with
dreamy eyes, many 
more; but alas
childhood 
doesn't comeback; it teases hiding behind 
the massive tree of memory - - 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Edward Henry Potthast 

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