Tuesday, 28 February 2012


THE ULTIMATE BLISS 

far exceeds, a shadow, in his tune sings 
the song of guile, some emerging 
masks in the latticed light
want to participate 
as a chorus,
in the
arch of emotion some seepage of tear
or the vaporized love drops are 
glowing, resonant tone 
goes through the 
conscience, 
I know 
in such a case you have forgotten the
mind and run away to touch the 
mirage, while on the strings
of breath the life is 
singing since
the birth of
earth,  
aside your ignorance of deep impact 
of true love, on the other hand 
the beauty of realism, the
passing on the broken 
pieces of glass, 
how to 
explain you, that the ultimate bliss is 
contained in the soul, alas you
didn't realize the truth of 
fire bath, going
through the
great
lengths of absolute golden age - - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by - Mikhail Vrubel s creation 
  



WHO KNOWS - - 

somewhere amid the night fog, a 
bleak star emerging on the 
cloudy sky, the life 
again needs 
you, if it's
possible for a while, let to be 
open the gazebo of your
numinous eyes, the
random feelings
wishes to be 
restored, 
in the remote the valleys awake 
with saffrony smile, desires
have gone down in the 
moonlit dreams, like 
confused black 
buck, let to
be lost
the sense of fear in the bushes, 
let's once again, heart wants
tonight, filling your lappet 
by divine flowers, who 
knows, the magic 
of proximity 
again to 
be or not, let the thirsty lips to be 
quenched - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
Franz Marc, Deer in the Forest. German Expressionist. 1913