Friday 29 June 2012

ON THE TIP

Those feelings were denser than the clouds,
that perception didn't change, though I've
tried to melt my vigor as wax in her
love, but somewhere in the night
betrayed, it ended before
the change of emotion
to flame, droplet
of passion
remains
on the
tip
of leaf, petals were keen to touch it the entire night, -
but didn't succeed, as the whorl of ethics never
allowed to do so, it slept with buried
aroma into the chest - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/



THE INTENSE NIGHT 
in the seizure of those eyes, life, 
seems to be pretty than 
imagination, in 
every step
a new
freshness,
every moment, a new hope, the
renewed vigor, be scattered
like flower porridge
in the stony
paths,

in every direction, waking dreams,

everything beautiful, aromatic
feelings, melting moment;
with impulsive flame, 
the emergence
of full moon
gradually - - - 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Moon Rising over Fog Clouds Painting by Elliott Daingerfield