THE SORCERER EYES 

the enchanted sensation, steps are toward

the kaleidoscopic beauty of your love, 

every direction, rising the cloud

of mist, in a dense silence,

an image obscured, 

a lost bliss is 

revealing

the mystery of endless affection, venomous

influence or self - combustion, whatever 

is that umbra, life is eager to see

the infinite depth of your 

heart, perhaps my 

persona is 

passionate to see the palingenesis in your

sorcerer eyes - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 painting by Howard Behrens
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

MAYBE, SOMEONE WAS NEARER 

previous night there wasn't rain, gloomy

sky did not provide the reflection, 

clouds dominated entire 

world of emotion, 

an hanging 

condition between the awakening and

dormancy, dreams returned 

back with empty hands,

they hadn't time

for wait, 

agitated heart and your reluctance to touch 

the conscience, neither permitted to

live nor allowed to die, do not

know what was in her

eyes,I couldn't 

come out

from the fascination, on the chest existed

only smoldering cinders, though

in the midnight the bunch 

of tuberose had 

unfolded the

whorl, 

perhaps scattered the illusive fragrance, but 

except body odor dipped in wet sandal,

I couldn't feel any thing, might be

somewhere last night rain

lashed the mysterious

forest of love - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  art by Mysterious Forest Samiran Sarkar 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/