Perching on the tall tree isn’t the
sign of eagle eye, what’s going
beneath the waves, reality
hides into the cavity of
future, whenever
the prejudice
crosses
the limit, eruption emerges with
full intensity, the flowing lava
doesn’t distinguish the
beloved or strange,
ignition makes
the path on
its code,
the civilization turns to the ruins
in a blink, it’s too late to save
the coronet by the Jungle
fire, the fraudulent
faces haven’t the
way to escape,
the mass
castigation chases till death,
frenzy emotion hasn’t the
the direction it runs with
tying the shrouds
on the head,
they don’t
afraid
by the nail of the coffin, or the upright
post with a transverse bar, life
on that moment becomes
the ceaseless flame,
the renaissance
has its own
sacrifice,
the quiescent volcano and human
mind is supplementary to
each other, if frustration
overflows the scene
of paradise turns
into the hell,
neither
any values are endless nor the domain,
in the field of survival each mission
is genuine, humanity wants the
egalitarianism, fairness, the
rights to live with dignity,
the liberation from
all the myths or
intoxicated
doctrine,
the body desires corporeal consent
that’s an organic need, but a soul
wants existence with the
reverence, and this
perception
revolts
against the cruelty, bias, ignoring
attitude, here mankind gets
the extreme awareness,
differentiates amid
the truth and
counterfeit,
creates new horizon for habitat - -
SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by - humanity-flag- Purring Banshee Studios
