THE MOONLIT ARRIVAL - -

As in an outlying, desolate cloister, the
obscurity suddenly wakes up with
the dim light of the earthen lamp,
something like that
life becomes
active
whenever I waited for you, the reticular
the soffit of the medieval era and throb  
graph somewhere feels
the fragrance of
wild bloom,
the
the saffrony western sky fills the passion
of bizarre perception, from the
a lattice of feeling drips
drop by dropping the
affectionate
touch
of your love, on that moment, life -
doesn't desire anything
except your
arrival,
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE ACCOUNTABILITY - -

don't ask the color of inner eyeglass, 

it changes with coordination of 

weather, in the same way 

I've seen the aspect 

of your love, 

ever too 

close 

sometimes beyond the reach in -

the game of light and shade

often emotion became 

misled, doesn't 

find out the

realism,

life wanders in the curved stairs !

albeit the destination exists

before the eye but mind

moves in the path 

of mirage, the

drop of 

peace goes dried up, the unknown 

combustion smolders day 

and night with unseen

flame, innocent

heart gets 

the 

pain unexpected, self determination 

when get lost - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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