THE SECRET BOND - -

For a little while, stayed the
flow of dreams, or your
eyes captivated
the body
and
soul, everywhere was a bit
intoxicated encirclement,
that's the influence
of amour or life
is toward
the
beautiful blooming valley !
do not know heart in
this moment, it
seems that
the
sky and earth have been -
swapped their existence
with secret bond !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
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flower of night

QUESTION REMAINS AS USUAL - -

Relieve me, from your elusive shackles,
let me once again to flow, like a
river in wilderness, free from
all the edges, let me to
fly above the
endless
skyline, free from all obstacles, the flight
unleashing, grandeur of blue sky is
scattered everywhere, once
again life desires to
crimp the sky
in arms,
the dreamy possibilities have its own - -
beauty, do not snatch the half
asleep dream of my
eyes, that's only
my precious
little fief,
it's easy to release me from your all  the
talismanic enclosure but question
remains as usual in its place,
whenever you'll think
about the fragile
heart - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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THE INNER FEELING - -

Do not try to test me, again and - -
again, once passing through
the amber, the person
becomes non-
effective
persona, do not care the temporal
binding, your affinity has the
somatic scent only, in
my love consisted
the beauty
of the
celestial aura, just matter of inner -
feeling, the purity of soul, tho'
it's undefined, shrouded
beneath the mist !
if possible
just try
to burn yourself through the rhythm
of incense stick, in the solitude
of sanctorum, not in a
shrine, that place
exists only
in your
conscience, alike the crystal clear -
edge of unknown, unexplored
island, eternal silent !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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THE TOUCH - -

In that wet night, you were -
somewhere in my
heart, a little
worried,
some self-effacing, a little - -
shrinking in yourself
alike the wild
stream
of summer shrinking in itself,
it's difficult to say that how
you've searched the
hidden edge in
my breath,
the life
just looked your blooming - -
persona in the mirror
of conscience,
and forgot
the
world, and the path of gloom.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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