Saturday 22 December 2012

HITHERTO IT'S UNKNOWN - -

those deserted eyes, and untold
real events of life, somewhere 
looked complement to
each other, on 
that smile 
had 
the latent pain or search of the -
messianic bless, difficult 
to say, in that winter
night sitting 
alone 
on the stone of desolate shrine,
I've found the truth of life,
address devoid, an 
unstamped 
letter !
searching some familiar faces 
in the crowd of affectionate 
shadow, few vitreous
dreams holding 
the hands 
of some ruthless persona, the
laugh of unknown dawn 
or chortle of the 
darkness, 
what 
was that elusive environs, still
life doesn't know - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/


winter night