time couldn't favor the life,
however, I never left
the lappet of
hope,
some scattered petals, some
broken artistic goblets,
still in my emotion,
there's existed
some
breathing marks of your love !
it's different matter, that
except the cupbearer
nobody was
involved
in the celebration of my fall - -
when the tired night fallen
asleep at last, you've
shown me
once
again the swirling dream, tho'
I wasn't conscious on that
kaleidoscopic moment.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
