Tuesday 27 December 2011


THE LOST FAMILIAR TRAILS

on that flashy stream, floating mist inclines 
to say the meaning of life, currents 
have no time to listen all the 
distress stories, it only 
knows to flow amid
rocks, stones,
abstracted
silence 
of 
beautiful morning hold my oscillated steps, 
says secretly the breeze into the ears,
look the beautiful virgin nature has
stretched her arms, do not see 
twisted again and again to 
the lost past, the wild 
alleys goes from 
here to that 
hidden 
mountains, near the waterfalls dreams 
create the seven colored poetry on
 the sky ! flamboyant wild 
bloom itself with 
intense aroma
of love in 
that 
location I often wait for you, sometimes, 
whenever you will get time don't
forget to visit, may be I 
wouldn't  be there 
but a feeling of 
affectionate 
passion,
will be 
on the wind of eternal affinity, you can see 
my name on the bark of tall fern tree 
in the center of heart, as  once 
we have engraved, pledged
to live together endless,
infinite way, though 
it wasn't the true
conclusion of 
life, other
aspect 
were too significant, that I couldn't  follow
the familiar trail - - - 

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/  



Monday 26 December 2011

WHY IT'S HAPPENED SOMETIMES - - -

that ethereal, strange luster, often removes
body, and life, from your arm's grip,
the sleeping eyes hadn't the 
sense, in very charming 
way somebody had
snatch the soul 
from your 
affectionate chest, and while you didn't
know, where gone that illusion in 
a moment, dysfunctional body 
couldn't see that entity,
though in the mid 
night now the 
nocturnal
the fragrance moves from valley to mountain
as a nomadic desire, you have been
reached the rapture of the hylic 
need, but for me, it's the 
sleepless night  just
endless waiting 
for the 
insatiate soul left me, after embarrassing 
you in an extreme point of beauty, a 
the celestial cascade of lights, but 
the emptiness remained on 
the heart, though I know
your love has the 
natural purity 
of nectar,
so, life here again returns back to near 
you, the stable colored clouds now 
getting motion as the flock of 
unknown birds flying above
the horizon line, the 
dawn knocking
the door 
slowly I covered the blanket on your body,
perhaps the soul had back long ago,
apocalypse attraction may be 
failed to grasp it, or your 
love has defeated all
the illusive magic,
now persona 
is laying 
near 
you, looking to your face with adoration!

--- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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Sunday 25 December 2011


THE ETERNAL SEARCH 

do not ask me the evidence of survival, life 
has been crossed from the cemetery to 
dream land, that silence glance had
the incantation, with injured heart 
I have touched the finger of 
salvation, in his unique 
love every moment 
life inhibited 
from the 
falling, 
do not know that persona, temporal or 
divine, whenever it comes near to 
body, sensation, desire all 
together becomes the 
sandal touch, a 
fire bath, the 
process
to extraction of perfumes from the depth
of blooming heart, though it's the 
difficult but not impossible, 
in the proximity of that 
latent bewitchment 
life gets the lost 
trails of self 
oblation,
searches the eternal love above the
corporal  pleasure - - - - 

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/



Saturday 24 December 2011


THE CHRISTMAS SKY 

ever in midnight of severe winter did we 
think for a moment, just a walking 
distance somebody gazes 
the Christmas sky with
new hopes though 
the persona
shivers, 
somewhere life wants to resettlement 
for peace, love, affinity, after the
historical exodus, the endless
travel didn't get the promise
land, the perpetual peace
is still out of reach, the 
life searches that 
final destination
of humanity,
a feeling beyond the anthropological 
classification, a love above the
color and creed,  philosophy 
of equanimity, the right 
to live on the planet 
with dignity and 
respect,
a divine boon to bloom all together --- !

--- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting - christmas sky - Joe Cibere 
   

Friday 23 December 2011


THE GLUTTONY SOUL

compulsion or desire, that wasn't easy to
get rid from all the temptation, here
undoubtedly  my body didn't
reach to that level, called
stoic persona, flesh 
blood, sperm or
movement of
body has 
a yearning to live, let me remain as -
normal soul, I can not pretend,
whenever tried to do the 
pseudo play, the mask
fell down on the 
floor of stage, 
naked 
ethos remained ablush, though the 
clapping was for performance
or my exposed muscles,
embossed chest, the 
hair line down the 
navel swirl, 
your 
abutment had the necromancy or 
the elixir of life, not so easy
to be revealed in few 
lines, the self 
immolation 
is the only
climax 
point in the love, you believe or not, 
the true love never dies, it 
travels day and night 
through the path of 
transmigration !
gluttony soul
waits for
beloved near the milky way of emotion.

--  SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/


Wednesday 21 December 2011


THE RARE OBLATION 

half risen moon above the indigo lake, 
dampy moonlight scattering the 
propensity of love, affection,
in this tramp night, the 
emotion becoming 
the tarnished
hero of 
wild,
just keep little distance between the 
blooming trees, the thirsty deer 
need the clear trail to reach
on the silvery stream, 
madhuca indica -
flower's nectar
falling drop
by drop !
dreams are emerging with new look 
from the passionate pores, just
remained adjoining to the 
heart, life has half 
awakening as 
a tuberose 
let it be
completely matured, touch me in a way
that perpetual fragrance to be 
sustained for the endless,
rebirth with the inner 
angelic beauty
of full human,
a rare 
oblation on the feet of invisible creator !


Saturday 17 December 2011

NOT SUBDUED THIRST

Inclusion into the veins of the heart, the presence
raises the question, is it possible to 
love someone beyond the 
description, often I
faced the blame,
and the 
allegation challenged me again and again, so
every time I have tried to keep my 
emotion intact, I loved you 
beyond the imagination,
though life has the 
brief, limited
periods,
on those aesthetic moments, life desires to live
a longer life wants to dream larger 
sky with colorful nebula, comets,
wishes to draw the sketches
the heart here doesn't
compromise with 
mist and rough
surface,

--- SHANTANU SANYAL
Joe Cartwright's Watercolor Painting
  



Friday 16 December 2011


THE MASSIVE WHORL

sequence of pleasure and grief
moves as a wave of shadow
and light travels up down,
in this path of realism
my love waits for
you, near the
edge of
life,
this corporeal river has unlimited
desires, expectation, hopes
dreams, commitments,
in short period miles
long journey,
how to
explain the thirst of spirit in few lines,
infinite ignition as a fetus of earth,
endless inflammation of buried
volcanoes, hysterically rain’s
desire, this river has no
end no origin, just
flowing since
centuries,
in its
way, I can’t betray you, your affection
brings me toward the new horizon,
hopes are germinated here by
your love, this the junction
point where maleness
touches to maturity,
life blooms with
hundreds
petals,
on that meeting point, rare fragrance
are born to mesmerize whole
the planet with love and
peace, creation of
innovative idea
to merge the
whole the
earth in
a point,
a massive whorl with aesthetic beauty!

--- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/