THE BURNING DESIRE - -

where's the end of this desire, that 

you love me, more than any 

thing, even yourself,

it's a claim or the 

captivating

dream,

often thinks the pulsation of heart, - 

if it could be a feint, or made

of mind, however it's

beautiful to live 

the rest of 

life,

circuitous route starts from here, a 

blind canyon or the blooming

valley awaiting on that 

turning point, hard 

to say, the 

mist

of your love drags me, toward the - 

inadvertently destination - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Petra Ackermann

DREAMS NEVER DIE - -

I'm not going to quit, let, them to -

ruin me, I'm sure one day, 

I'll emerge from 

these stormy 

waves,

there's a path which goes through 

your eyes, still edges of bliss

are awaited in your 

conscience, 

so far,

on the ruins of ancient shrine, the

unseen earthen lamps aren't

extinguished - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Mike Klung Morning Luster I Painting