Saturday 7 January 2012


KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

I know, one day you will forget, nobody 
keeps the promise to remember 
somebody, it's a common 
phenomenon, distance 
between two hearts
increases with 
passing the
seasons, 
gradually the familiar face becomes  
opaque, stale, pale leaves have
no choice, it replaced by new 
springers long ago, though
he was lost in illusion of 
past, keeping the 
memory frame 
glued to the 
chest !
so just keep some space in the love 
for solitude, do not love me too 
much that in the twilight of 
life I couldn't rise to 
open the door, 
for stranger 
moonlit
emotion, journey of life isn't so easy !

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
PAINTING BY MARNI MAREE