in each blob was life, which
dropped from the eye,
in each sigh had
the longing,
for a
beautiful life, every lips had
the thirst to get the rare
elixir ! in each heart
beat existed
million
desires, it's another matter
that, how many lips
have reached
to the
transparent strange chalice,
those dreams were
made of glass,
those soft
kisses
had own glamour, do not -
ask, how much they
were melted in
my chest,
or just
returned to their origin alike
the unknown, painful
resonance ! the
persona, as
usual
broken in multiple pieces !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
white azalea - Laura Coombs Hills. Pastel Painting
dropped from the eye,
in each sigh had
the longing,
for a
beautiful life, every lips had
the thirst to get the rare
elixir ! in each heart
beat existed
million
desires, it's another matter
that, how many lips
have reached
to the
transparent strange chalice,
those dreams were
made of glass,
those soft
kisses
had own glamour, do not -
ask, how much they
were melted in
my chest,
or just
returned to their origin alike
the unknown, painful
resonance ! the
persona, as
usual
broken in multiple pieces !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
white azalea - Laura Coombs Hills. Pastel Painting
