Tuesday, 27 June 2017

AT LAST - -

At last, the rain is again complaisant,
tho' some emotions are just
smouldering like the
bonfire of the
night end,
again
some dreams are sitting on the edge
of the wet gallery, still, there's
the fragrance of wild
jasmine, still
you're
very near to my heart, tho' it's the - -
matter of perception that how
much you have been
dissolved in the
inner depth,
it's not
so easy to define in the words, affinity
remains always under the mist
of pin drop silence - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

  

Thursday, 8 June 2017

COMPANION OF DARKNESS - -

All the curtains had been rolled back,
now, no one else is familiar or
alien, everyone has played
their role beautifully,
that's the different
matter that
some
emotions remained in the backstage
just silent, lost in the sound of
clapping some affinities
didn't find the real
admirer, indeed
in the meena -
bazaar of
this
world everything is sellable, a person
should know the art of exhibition,
nobody likes to look back
the immersed sun - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL





Friday, 2 June 2017

THE ENDLESS JOURNEY - -

There's a long journey to go if
possible then come along
with me, still, the skyline
is far away and the
depth of night
looks just
infinite !
the blooming morning has its -
own accountability, however
in this moment, do not
lose the hope, I'm
sure, there's a
flow of light
across
the darkness, some truth of the
awakened eyes, some pure,
innocent smile of new
born baby, the life
has still a lot of
space for
the lost
paradise, still, there's a chance
to collect some droplets of
midnight dew - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

Friday, 26 May 2017

THE SOUL OF MIDNIGHT - -

Some shining nights, some mistful -
morning, some bunch of wild
flowers, and the enigmatic
book of life, some half
burn candlestick,
and the -
sleepy
chandelier, some unseen fingerprint
and surging storms on the chest,
some familiar fragrance in the
breath, and the scattered 
pieces of goblets!
emerging the
endless
fume
in the heart of blue mountains, you're
gradually dominating my persona
as the vine of passion flower
captures the soul of
midnight, and
makes
the darkness more beautiful, more - -
ebrious ever - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL





Tuesday, 23 May 2017

IN THE CHEST OF OYSTER - -

A far scattered silence, in the empire
of moonlight, a painful call of the
nightbird, and circle of the
dream, under the high
heeled trees, the
heart desires
to love
you,
as a dark cloud often passes in the -
midnight, just touching the canopy
of summer forest, when the
night changes its sides
with lemony scent
of wild jasmine,
the flaming
persona
rests
in your innermost emotion as pearls
sleep inside the oyster with the
silken dream of rare beauty.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
  

Sunday, 21 May 2017

ITS OWN BEAUTY - -

Let it be an extravaganza creation,
too much sophistication will
damage the innermost
emotion, do not try
to cordon the
beauty of
purity
in
your own created circle, butterflies
need the uncovered gallery for
remote flight, flowers allure
in their natural instinct,
do not try to keep
the fragrance
limited to
just
yourself, the life isn't only for self - -
desire, sometimes try to burn
in the moonless night, as
the earthen lamp
awakes till the
last hour
of
night, the pleasures of this entire -
night's awakening has its own
beauty of satisfaction.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Tuesday, 16 May 2017

SOME HANDS' DISTANCE - -

Everyone has its own definition of
happiness, some needs only
one handful pleasure, and
some remain a cipher
even getting the
entire sky,
actually
the
thirst of life never be extinguished,
it starts itself whenever it ends,
that's a spontaneous way,
goes on as usual with
searching various
point for existing
in this world
with its
own
way, sometimes we've succeeded 
and sometimes the destination
is missed only by distance
of some hands - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL