THE EROSION - -

containing multi erosion, the persona of 

mine, became the sharp edge, 

deranged flow of desire,

allures me again 

and again, 

it's your 

feral love, or abstruse persistence to - -

alter my existence into the fine

sand, whatever is in your 

heart, it's up to you,

but beautiful 

dreams 

always manage to grow with peerless

bloom, on the rugged chest !

often, moonlight has

amplified the 

fragrant 

emotion, and that's reason, the life - - 

waits the collide of unbridled

waves - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Sarah Ellen Reay art 2 

THE MIST OF TIME - -

flowers will bloom again tomorrow, 

as usual, season doesn't

wait for anyone, 

everything 

will be 

in its place, flow of time has its - - 

own commitment, the graph 

of morning and evening

goes non stop, 

commas 

are the mood of sky, ever clouded 

sometimes crystal clear, life

in all condition has to 

accept the term 

of silent

compromise, an endless process

to emerge from the mist 

of time - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Sarah Ellen Reay Art