Thursday 28 March 2013

THE DEEP PRICK - -


from here, leads a turn too far, where,
even shadow leaves attachment,
a transparent feeling, 
develops unseen 
underground 
branch,
some familiar faces, escapes one by 
one silently, those noiseless 
moment of life, often 
asks the meaning
of existence, 
and 
conscience turns the pages of spirit -
very carefully, but doesn't get 
the old underlined stanza
of you love letter, the
extinct lines 
teases 
with chortle of tidal wave, life looks - -
the touch stone with reverse 
inverse way, and at last
throws into the 
midstream, 
just like
a raw dream's survival, among the - - 
broken glass vase and scattered 
flowers, life searches the 
missing clue of 
stunning
fragrance ! but gets only pieces of - - 
sharp edged reality - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
PAINTING BY MARY DOVE