Anirban's

Sunbeam relinquished from the anarchy beneath,the inexorable tide of paradise pulls final radiance of strolling light inhaled from the abysses,the tidal puddles,the reedy-thronged rivulets of humanness.An anchorite wraps the taciturnity of twilight around him,loiters with the stillness of a blue ocean as dusk reminisces the steeds of light to return home from the hamlet in the valley below him. The last of the herd, jolted skyward by the penumbra arising from silent doorways  and still hollows, nonchalantly clambers the chasms of the ravine wall,to stand for a bit on the shoulder of the mountain flickering their manes of radiance before ceasing into the flutter of the horizon.Upon the shoulder of the mountain, the muted beholder halts, quiescent as the desolation of the ambit girdered betwixt the canaans aloft and the pandemonium of the suzerainty ruled by the aubade.He waits for the burden of dark piercing with indiscernible gratification that even now it creeps along the bouleva...

The rivulet ascents colossal as the ocean,the planetoid piles out resplendent with the river's emanation.She pursues the rolling ripples for thousand and thousand li,and where the river fluxes,there inundates her flame.The runlet flatuates in the vicinity of the ambrosial holm where the blossoming flowers in her fluorescent all look like rime frost. You are impotent to impart her gleams from frigid snow in the air,nor from ivory sand upon Farewell Beach beneath.No mote has un glued the aqua harmonizing with the skies;a forlorn ratchet like moon shimmers fulgent beyond.Who by the riverbank foremost gawked the moon's ascendency?What is the rigorous occasion of moon's first descry of hominid by river shore? Propagations have materialized and succumbed;from year by year the moon is indistinguishable,aged and idiosyncratic. It's utmost obscure for whom does she suffuse her gleam in this murky night. Beyond the horizon,the nomad is skirring his pinnace tonight to somewhere.T...