that dream which spills from your eyes,
submerges my persona without
any trace, several times
I met you, many
times
I forgot myself, just moved into the - - -
cipher - carousel, in your talks
never ends the glamour
of life, every time
the breath
gets
new dimension of fragrant sentiments !
and that's reason, the blues - dusk
becomes tuberose, in your
emotion emerges
always, the
beauty
of undefined perception, life finds out
the address of extinct ecstasy - -
where soul reaches to
the extreme point
of veneration,
the love
turns to the impact of sandal wood - - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist - AMIT BHAR
submerges my persona without
any trace, several times
I met you, many
times
I forgot myself, just moved into the - - -
cipher - carousel, in your talks
never ends the glamour
of life, every time
the breath
gets
new dimension of fragrant sentiments !
and that's reason, the blues - dusk
becomes tuberose, in your
emotion emerges
always, the
beauty
of undefined perception, life finds out
the address of extinct ecstasy - -
where soul reaches to
the extreme point
of veneration,
the love
turns to the impact of sandal wood - - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
artist - AMIT BHAR