Monday, 12 March 2012

THE NIGHT OF VOTIVE


touch me with the same impression,
latent emotion wants to say you 
something, beautiful twilight, 
please come little closer,
the goblet is nearer
to spill, just hold
to my hand,
before falling down, the heady night 
stepping slowly, on the glassy
stairs of darkness, again
blooming the tiny
nocturnal 
flowers, 
filling the life into the nerve, your 
love becoming the messiah,
curing the old wounds
 by the divine
 fragrance - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
by Fabian Perez - Enjoying Night - Painting


IN THE MIST OF MORNING 

on the remote mystic dale, night waning, 
the thin clouds are floating near 
the horizon, I've seen you 
many times there,
like the wet
rose, 
with eager eye, for a sun beam, between 
the trembling pedicle of emotion, 
in the soft rustle of morning 
wind, spread the aroma
of your body, rising 
somewhere
in the fog; realism of dream,  love is 
knocking the door of heart,
again, life has
recovered
from the experience of nightmare - - - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
MYSTIC ROSES BY GARY JENKINS