Thursday 5 April 2012


THE ENDLESS TRAVEL

the smiles aren't the translation of life, I
know, but no choice, commitment 
are thirsty, the reality is that
at every step we have
to be comic;
nothing 
is mine, it's true; but not easy to break
the bonds of love, dying is easy;
living with cyclonic wind,
amid the rise and
fall the protect
of persona,
aren't simple, that's the essence of life;
nothing short tract, continuous 
traveling, every step has
a new revelation,
sometimes 
I'm on the earth and destiny remains in
the sky, perhaps, it's too 
happened, he is 
so near, just
before 
the eye, but recognition was difficult, so 
I forget him just like a beautiful
dream of early dawn,
smiled and
went back on the path of life - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
chinese painting