Monday, 9 April 2012


THE UNKNOWN VOICE 

never get tired that voice, resonating 
in the valleys, constantly, in the
layer of mist, it's never
linger, that moves 
towards the 
essence 
of life,
creates new dimensions, with the 
definition of live and let live;
it moves through the
 heart to soul,
includes 
to everybody in its persona, that's a 
comprehensive light, that
merges all  the
 darkness, 
a perception of humanism, which 
absorbs all the pain beyond 
any discrimination,
a tiny stream
accepts 
whole disregard of coastal habitats, 
breaks the silence of injustice, 
stir the conscience, 
raises the 
question against the atrocities, 
exploitation of doctrines,
that voice never 
permit me
to seep, 
every night I pledge, that I will follow 
the way of Dolorosa, in each 
day break life wants
to walk on the
foot prints
of that spirit, the Adventist crusader for
the humanity,  

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting source  - test of time lithograph 

TILL THEN GOODBYE

may be recluse for tonight, emotions 
are so tired, body and mind 
wants a little rest, 
please 
remove all the pseudo layers, do not 
call me, in the infatuated voice,
let me release, from the 
elusive contract,
I promise, 
before the dawn, I will come back,
nothing is hidden with you, 
my life was an 
open book,
as you
wanted, you've read, underlined, even
highlighted on the body parts 
or the waves of emotion,
as a tamed bird 
I followed,
repeated your tuning, your music,
sang the unknown lyric, as
a chorus the life 
remained 
behind your love, even I forget self 
persona, a fear to go in margin, 
an hidden horror of 
sidelined life, 
despite
wishing I couldn't leave your deadly
indulgence, but now drop - 
scene, though I have 
assured you, 
to come 
back, however, that dawn should be 
same with your dream, as
a crystal clear surface 
of love, to see
 the real 
image, perfect combination of body 
and soul, just wait for that 
miraculous morning, 
till then good 
bye - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Seattle s Painting