The smoke is rising somewhere or
again life is toward the strange
fumigation, everywhere
a saffrony feeling
creates the
path
more mysterious, tho' you're in the
heart, but do not know why,
every moment stays in
a bit of awe, that's
more than
some
obsession or a little bit insanity, do
not recognize the mind about
the difference between
the chasm and
liberated
flight,
just flowing in this moment with the
unknown infatuation with
unfazed mood - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Pink Magnolias by Joe Cartwright
It's mattered or not in your vision,
I don't know, but a person
shouldn't be limited
in his created
circle, the
fun is
when every face looks reflected -
every single lip desires the
sensational touch, a
perception of
opened
wallet with jingling disperse, don't
wind up the twinkling canopy
of love, somewhere in
the edge of galaxy,
perhaps the
life is
awaiting for you, the untouched -
feeling wants, the vibrant
poetry with breathing
realization of your
proximity, such
meeting
point of the body and soul, where
all desires get gratification - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
paintings by Joe Cartwright
