Sunday 16 September 2012

THE FIDDLE OF SILENCE


weary body, roc cumbersome, sinking breath,
maybe, someone has to come as the 
unexpected blessing, the evening
is forced to unveiled the face,
tonight, life has no option 
except the unfolding 
the decade long
mystery, that 
your love,
neither allowed me to live in a unleashing way 
nor permitted to die with fascination free, 
every step chasing life, each
moment chained feet, 
it's aside the 
hypnosis,
on the 
other hand emerging rocky tip, It's a life-
threatening complication, or the 
night of votive, a fiddle of 
renaissance, breaks 
the silence of 
ages,
are you still waiting on the eroded edge of 
wild river, alas, if it to be known, 
before the end of night !

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by RAY DOMNIC