Wednesday 19 September 2012

THE PRIEST OF DESTINY - -

tonight again, life asked the same question, 
answer wasn't differ as usual, how to 
hide the centuries long your 
inclusion, that love
which over -
lapped 
the persona, ruled the delicate surface of -
emotion, very difficult to get rid of
those eyes, it chases unto
far away, wants the
plenary body
and
soul, a fascination makes the passionate 
obstacle, life moves on the stairs
of labyrinth, though the 
river of salvation,
flows before
the eyes, 
the 
offering flowers floats on the waves and -
gradually touches to the edge,
the priest of destiny looks
with surprise - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 
alone in fogy night 

THE NEW DEFINITION - -


oblivion is the part of life, I know, one day
you will too forget me, nothing is new 
in that, time and distance easily
dilute the concentrations of 
fondness, outside of 
brightened eyes 
there's an
earth, 
every thing becomes dark out of sight, -
so, do not pick up the false oath, 
hands will burn, it's intriguing
secret that you love me, 
let it be hidden in
the layers of 
mystery, 
the 
evening of life needs a dim light, fresh
feeling to bear the disregard of 
night, life size mirror says -
the sign of kisses, the 
spot of breath, the
alien body 
odor,
gradually toward the fade, no doubt the 
morning will confuse to recognize
the identity, in the headline 
of eastern sky, I know 
my name will be 
disappear,
the 
colored clouds will define new meaning 
of morning - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Man Ray