Friday 13 January 2012


THE FLASHPOINT 

eternal thirst has no flashpoint,
in the musk filled night, 
passion becomes 
enraged deer, 
runs 
rudderless, on the surface of
dream trail, echoed love
brings us into the
beautiful flow 
of a 
combined point, life wants
to convert the dual
 body to single
cellular 
soul, 
indulged bodies doesn't wish 
to separate their persona,
perfection of love 
reaches on 
the peak,
the saffron morning smiles on
the horizon line in form of 
bright algor drops, it's
not the climax, life
desires your 
existence 
into the breath, through the
nerves in the captivated 
way to forever - - 

- - SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/