Saturday 28 April 2012


THE PSEUDO DISTANCE

night is on your display, as a glass of trembling
hand, moments of aesthetic touch, just
nearer to spill out, please let me
back to conscious, then
ask the consent
of my heart,
I know 
the night is short, some more time, let keep the
hangover around the life, some dreams 
have to stretch the delicate emotion
slowly, do not break the moonlit
flow, let feelings be soaked 
into the nectar of wild 
bloom, later you
touch the 
soul,
still rawness is remained in the proximity, let 
little more concentration in relationship,
otherwise it will break with slight
touch, let love to reach on 
the extreme point of 
natural craft, 
after 
only intoxication should react with primitive way, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Julie