Saturday 28 July 2012


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/