Monday 30 April 2012

THE RIFE ECSTASY

Some endlessly aspire, while the life
couldn't sleep, the natural
urge has unlimited
emotion,
how much you've touched them,
some other day, perhaps
in retired moment
of the rainy day,
near
the unleashing window, sitting in
your proximity, maybe we
will count the drops
of love, how
much
was collected into the heart and
how much is scattered on
 the marble floor,
and of-
course how many drops converted
to dew, in the shadow of
galaxy often I
 looked
you're trying to search my address,
though I'm always in your
pulsation,
sometimes you didn't find me in
the darkness, while I was
existed in your eyes,
 just correctly
 in the
 the hidden light beam, it's interesting
 that whenever you've seen
 the mirror, my image
 emerged with
smiling
 face, I was here, I'm just now extinct,
but somatic, my sensation in
your heart never dies,
it will remain
till the
end of the world - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
spring - Ou-Yang Guo-De

THAT'S YOU


enormously your love changed the
life, hence the image in the
mirror revealed with
the beauty of
spring,
as new creation’s tenderness often
reflects the continuum of
colors, perhaps that’s
your affection
which
brings me near the artistic outlook,
an innovative view to see
the life with different
angle, the world
looks more
striking
then past, an interest developed into
the rhythm of emotion, the
thorny trail becomes
the flourished
vista of
buds
and blooms, your scented breath fills
glamour to the dreams, the
meaning of survival gets
the perfection, the
life goes en
route for
blossom with multi dimension - - - - -

Saturday 28 April 2012


THE PSEUDO DISTANCE

night is on your display, as a glass of trembling
hand, moments of aesthetic touch, just
nearer to spill out, please let me
back to conscious, then
ask the consent
of my heart,
I know 
the night is short, some more time, let keep the
hangover around the life, some dreams 
have to stretch the delicate emotion
slowly, do not break the moonlit
flow, let feelings be soaked 
into the nectar of wild 
bloom, later you
touch the 
soul,
still rawness is remained in the proximity, let 
little more concentration in relationship,
otherwise it will break with slight
touch, let love to reach on 
the extreme point of 
natural craft, 
after 
only intoxication should react with primitive way, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Julie

Friday 27 April 2012


THE UNEXPECTED RECOGNITION 

do not ask me again, the secret of smiles,
be some reason that life frequently 
keep one's feet, the time is 
merciless, that's I know,
probably, some
enigma
or a light beam of celestial beauty flows -
from your maudlin eyes, without ultra
glow, vision finds out the trail in
darkness, that's your love
which inflects the life
toward the hope, 
creative 
mind changes the persona in amazing
way, in conscience, the emergence
of an unexpected beauty, life
gets back magnitude of 
survival - - - 


blue night with full moon 

THE OBSESSIVE AFFECTION

the dreams were the fireflies, before
the dawn flew away toward the
unknown destination, the
leftover glow stay
behind on the
palm,
some innocent feelings trying to grow,
as a tender climber searches the
support to reach the canopy,
your love is the first ray
of sun, the injured
emotion wants
once again
bloom,
who has written poetry on the eastern
sky, the colorful script looks like
your gentle touch on the
body and mind, it’s
drowsiness or
you’ve
occupied the emptiness of life - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
om/
Violet Dawn painting by MARC YOUNG

Thursday 26 April 2012


Juststay in front me - - 

blooming twilight filling the dormant emotion,
some unsolved mysteries, intoxicated
the aromatic moment, sometimes
I see you, ever scattering the 
color of sky, life wants 
to touch the trove
of rare aroma,
here 
somewhere between us, maybe existed the
blossom of nocturnal flowers, a fluffy 
moment emerging from the 
clump of  plumbaginous
darkness, aren't
you, included
in the 
quivering of heart, dreams breathing with a 
new dimensions - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
Kelly Borsheim's Original Pastel Paintings

Wednesday 25 April 2012


THE INTERNAL PRECISION 

you've touched all infinitesimal corner -
of life, though couldn't reached to 
that invisible point, where
lives recluse spirit,
very alone, 
apart 
of the world in his own universe, there 
inhabited beautiful emotions, a
noiseless oceanic peace of
mind, far away from the
sophism, hypocrisy,
the image of 
purity -
calls in sustained way, day and night,
flows the stream of all sense of 
well-being, precision of
mind and somatic 
penitence, 
that's inner furnace, which can purify - -



PAINTING BY BARBARA FOX -1

Tuesday 24 April 2012


MAYBE ONE DAY 

ripples of memory goes back after 
damping the shore of emotion, 
do you still look the ocean
with hydrous eyes, or 
the blue moon 
didn't
appear a long time, I know, life has
to compromise, it's part of 
shadow and light, no 
one can be the 
lifelong co -
traveler, 
but somewhere into the your heart 
my pulsation still makes the 
dreamy graphs, I know, 
it's impossible to
remove my 
image 
from the mirror of your life - - - - - - 


   
oil-painting-by-xie-chuyu

Monday 23 April 2012


THE SEARCH OF OASIS 

this night has it's own inveteracy, just 
wants to frap the complete ego 
of masculinity, escaping 
often becomes the
difficult task, 
darkness has multi-faced seduction, it
looks very calm, sedately hiding
numerous unpublished 
stories, but in 
reality, 
there's something else, just like your -
proceeding by trapped foot to 
touch the endless depth
of my submissive 
persona, 
this night's thirst isn't so simple after 
absorbing entire moonlight it 
not reaches to satiating 
point, and that's the
charm of eternity,
as your love
never 
gets entirety, life searches incessantly
the oasis of revitalized elation,
to love you again and 
again - - - 

    

painting by Roy Gonzalez Tabora 1

Sunday 22 April 2012

DREAMS NEVER DIES


Aspiration has infinite branches, sprouts
emerge often near the thorn, the
dried twig recovers always
with tender leaves, the
Dew droplets are
like a dream
embrace
the tip till the first ray of sun, it's a belief
that early dreams become true,
so I tried frequently to keep
in mind the scenario of
dream, Dale of lovely
flowers, rising the
fumes from
the hills,
the gurgle of wild streams, the clamor of birds,
holding my hand by you, the sweet
mischievous laugh, misty
weather, what's more
need in life, but
alas! It's the
dream,
but dreams never die - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

PAINTING BY JEFF PITTMAN   

THE CONTINUOUS KNOCKING 

do not, maneuver yourself, that life is short,
who knows, tomorrow we will meet
or not, whatever is near us,
why not share them
with open chest,
its better to
unfold
the knots, do not go so away, maybe the -
echo will not get back the path, across
the shaded window reality of life
is not so clear, the gates of
consicence are ficle,
let them free all
compacted
thoughts,
these breaths have limited space, hence
the suffocation in life, let liberate the
egos, deceit, discrimination,
prejudice from the mind, 
heart wants to adopt
the orphan child
of spring,
do not
close the door it's nobody the own reflection
is knocking the door - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 morning glory 1

Friday 20 April 2012



THE BLISS OF DEFEAT 

every time you've won, in the snake and
ladder's game, I loved to see the
childish smile in your face,
it's a great gain to
me, after all
you're
too close to me, just love me, everything
is acceptable to lose; tonight has
its own elusive ridges, not
like the lines of palm,
it changes the
mood
and passion in every moment, prediction
isn't possible, in your lap existed the
the extinct galaxy, let me to
keep my head on that
boon land, life
desires
to get the precious nectar of immortality - 


- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
god s painting 

THE UNRESOLVED RELATIONSHIP 

deserted night, the shadow of your love
walks along the wall of persona, the
fumes of extinguished candle
rising up and up, searching
the source of re-
ignition,
lots of sleeping dreams, are desperate
to wake up, a silence which wants
to write the life verse, on the
body and soul, where
you've transfered
all the lively
passion,
once
I've experienced their magical effects 
such as late night wandering 
spirits found the life, as
the fount comes
out from the
cursed 
stone, isn't possible tonight to create 
an immortal history of the nearness,
an example of the eternal -
binding, immeasurable
attachment till the 
death - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
PAINTING BY DONNA WALLACE

Thursday 19 April 2012


THE SHADOW OF SKY 

nowadays, evasiveness of familiar face,
doesn't make the difference, the
life has adjusted to live in
the thorny shrubs, 
beyond the 
need, 
loving to someone invites the doldrums,
hence, I have change the mind as 
the season, at all cost, learned
the smiling, to be pain or 
pleasure, no complain
to destiny, facing
to time is 
the 
essence of life, sometimes alone or ever
behind the caravan, nothing is the 
ego, travelling is the main 
aim, ahead or back 
the shadow of 
sky hasn't
bias,
it stretches all the time affectionate arms -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
photo - sky - flickr sharing 

Tuesday 17 April 2012

THE UNTITLED MOMENTS


the origin of vortex wasn't clear to me,
the storm has trapped the life,
before I could sense the
consequence, any 
way, I had 
searched the shelter, finally your love 
has saved the embankment's
erosion, under the 
shadow of 
storm, 
on those unforgettable moments,I loved 
you, I have included your turmoil 
emotions into the chest, 
in the exchange 
nothing was 
desire, 
it's different matter, that how and when,
you have provoked to see the 
dreams, after passing 
away the lunatic 
winds, fanatic
rains, 
obsessive clouds, the ocean pacified in 
the midnight, the shore has been
left far away, it wasn't 
possible to see, 
the foot 
prints on the wet sand, hence, I have 
thrown the hull - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
thunderbolt - painting by - TONY GROTE