like the scent cell of a flower,
burst from the chest like
a hidden stream of
dense silvan,
shatter, on
the
earth like a deranged rain, just -
fill all the known or unknown
crater of centuries' old
combustion, come
more closer to
my persona
and just
embrace me like a lost maternity,
some relation never could be
defined by words, their
beauty remained
always, just
wrapped
in fog like the stranger plaintiff -
mysterious but alluring, do
not ask me about the
depth of affinity,
it's difficult
to know
the
endless intensity of my love, all
the man made parameters
are just a matter of show
off, the real depth is
connected with
the grandeur
of the
sky,
the extensive livid beauty of - -
conscience existed in the
depth of silence.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
