Wednesday 11 July 2018

THE SHORT - TERM SIGH - -

The boom of a river and the spark of
the sky is the phase of short-term
sigh, If you want, get back
from here, the skyline
hasn't the fixed
location,
everything looks beautiful from a - -
distance, nobody knows the
exact destination, your
love has the infinite
desire and the
life is just
a drop
of dew, stagnated eagerly in the tip
of leaf, who knows the mood of
wind, in a blink, the world
changes itself, all the
dreams remained
as usual in
the depth
of mist.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 


Monday 2 July 2018

NOMADIC FEELINGS - -

In my inner outcry, still existed -
ebullition, tho' outer layers
look just quiescent, the
soul often reminds
me the naked
reality of
the
world but the dreaming eyes still 
wait for new underlined dawn
of new hope, someone
evokes me from
faraway and 
gives
some hydrous moment of night -
end, and says the mist of
the blue mountains
aren't the stable
phenomena,
it will be
again
the vale of flowers, the stroller - -
winds never settle down in
certain place - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL