Thursday, 28 February 2013

SOMEONE DAY - -


be some difference, in life, the same
recap of day and night, the 
same melodrama,
between the 
mirror 
and image, ever for a moment, if we
can get out from the routine 
boredom, sometimes 
if you can peep 
into the 
depth of my eyes, that still stagnated 
cyclone is waiting for your 
aggravation, so far 
in my heart,
waves
of passionate desires, yet wants to -
touch the stones of edge, 
sometimes you, just 
try to get 
wet !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Tony Johnson 

Wednesday, 27 February 2013

RETHINK ONCE MORE - -

in this way, don't love me, that,
the mind doesn't remember 
anything, except your 
image ! my 
existence isn't mine, I'm just a 
testament to others, in 
smoldering words,
the story of 
life is -
written, I haven't verdant alley, -
do not follow me, except 
an emptiness, you'll
not get anything,
the eroded 
bank,
thorny shrub, lost sidewalks, an
anonymity's wayfaring, how,
in what way, I shall 
give you the 
world 
of dreams, it's very difficult to - -
face the reality of darkness,
still, the street is clear,
visible, rethink 
once more,
dear - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Martin Girolami 

Tuesday, 26 February 2013

THE EXCUSE TO LIVE - -

in the mist of your affection, where's the 
blind valley, where's the concealed
flowery path, often I think, on 
that hydrous moment,
life hasn't the 
option,
to explore the address of inner peace !
sometimes, your love brings on 
the rain shadow, sometimes
life searches, a inn in 
your thoraces,
unrest 
emotions become vulnerable, wander
entire day and night, such as a
peace of detached cloud,
loses, its desire to 
pour till the 
last 
drop, in the dawn sky looks crystal - - 
clear, some mark or scuff 
remains on the chest,
hard to say that 
how much 
you've
loved me, how much was exhibition !
the innocent heart again 
searches the excuse
to live - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
painting by Paul Messely
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

Sunday, 24 February 2013

THE UNKNOWN OBSTINACY - -

do not know, what's the secret of 
that passionate insist, the 
swear breaks itself,
life lifts the 
risk 
every time, someone soaks the -
impulsive drops of emotion,
every time the heart 
goes through 
the path 
of 
burning cholet, this ignition hasn't
the  stasis, across the life, 
it don't let release,
the invisible
leash 
or 
an attachment loop doesn't make 
the persona to breath, it 
brings towards the
eternal love,
beyond
the 
somatic planet, in the celestial - - 
world of replete beauty !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post_24.html

painting by christopher clark 

UNTIL THE MORNING - -

the endless desire of light, and 
delicate pale night, the 
absorption has 
its own 
condition, body, mind, micro -
cell, even it wants to 
go through 
across
the 
mysterious world of soul, how 
to explain, everything you 
can't get in a life -
span, many 
things 
remains incomplete, the myth
of rebirth do not break,
until morning, do 
not blow 
out 
the thrilled lamp of passion - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by Randall Easterling 

Saturday, 23 February 2013

THE STABLE DEPTH - -

neither sadness nor pleasure, an 
intervening sensation,
where everything 
is balanced,
neither 
attachment nor distance, the - - - 
bottomless depth of 
conscience
neither 
familiar nor estranged, a silence -
indefinitely perpetual path 
of peace, a feeling 
of live and let
live to 
others, the extensive circle of - - 
undefined love, across 
the body and 
soul,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Wei Ying-wu Time of Reflections 

IN THE MIDNIGHT - -

the dealer of dreams, a stranger in 
the midnight gave away some 
unobtainable feelings,
some drops of 
blue light
on my 
blank palms, an expectation of - -
beautiful adoring dawn, 
surreal or assumed,
whatever is 
that 
never mind, but life has received -
the reason in someone's
love, and that feeling
has the power 
to win the 
world, 
without any pyrotechnic devices !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Niimi S

PEACOCK WINGED DREAMS - -

anything could be, behind those
strange fragrance of dove
eyes, the complete
reflection of 
life 
appeared for a moment, the - - 
flight of unclouded sky,
unknown bliss,
liberation
from 
invisible bondage, wavy in the - 
wind a runaway kite or 
floating the wild 
cotton !
anything could be, sometimes 
untitled story creates 
suspense, while
after reading
the whole,
mind 
laughs on self puerility, indeed
irrepressible desire to 
live, someone 
searches
the 
meeting point of dream and - 
reality in the depth of 
beloved eye !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
peacock winged dream 

Friday, 22 February 2013

SOMETIMES IT'S HAPPENED - -

wasn't so difficult, to meet again,
heard that in love, even lives,
destroyed by people,
it's different
matter,
those rare souls haven't the - - - 
existence, but sometimes
they are emerging !
the star-shaped,
in the middle 
of cloudy 
sky,
myth or reality, whatever is that
perception, sometimes the 
dream becomes, a 
beautiful cause
of survival, 
and 
the life gets the cognition of - - 
puffy rain, twilight soaks
the fragrant feeling
of wet soil, 
all at 
once, night looks amazing - - - - 
seductive - - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by artist Nancy Medina 

Thursday, 21 February 2013

BY MISTAKE - -

sometimes go through, if possible,
the desolate life waits for you, 
somewhere in the 
shadow of 
galaxy, 
an extensive darkness and miles -
long solitude, by mistake or 
willingly, ever for a 
moment, try to
become 
the dewdrops, for a long time, life
glows, hiding the enigmatic 
ignition, for someday 
look me in way 
of melted
clouds,
still few seeds of dry dreams are -
surviving underneath the 
delicate emotion - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by TONY GORTE 2

BY MISTAKE - -

sometimes go through, if possible,
the desolate life waits for you, 
somewhere in the 
shadow of 
galaxy, 
an extensive darkness and miles -
long solitude, by mistake or 
willingly, ever for a 
moment, try to
become 
the dewdrops, for a long time, life
glows, hiding the enigmatic 
ignition, for someday 
look me in way 
of melted
clouds,
still few seeds of dry dreams are -
surviving underneath the 
delicate emotion - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Wednesday, 20 February 2013

THE CONTINUOUS ROTATION - -

depth of chalice, I do not know exactly,
just remember that it crossed 
the liver, elixir or poison;
whatever was 
that,
I've consumed, where was the time to 
think a moment, those mysterious 
eyes hadn't the exit, so 
infinite deviation,
across the 
ages, 
intense passion, unbounded thirst - - 
even lost the self introduction,
is it love or mirage, 
who knows,
in this
moment, the persona isn't lesser than 
a teetotum of unseen hands, 
sustained rotation, on 
the palm of 
destiny !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
empty chalice - - no idea about artist 
oil painting by Marlene

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

THE ULTIMATE AMBITION - -

the custom of world is in its place,
it's not necessary to change
the persona according
the season, so
I've left
the path of wildly crowd, a search
which can give me the
essence of life,
the self-
satiation, I know on that turning -
point exists thorny shrubs,
elegiac lament,
profound
pain,
far reaching groan, infinite disinte-
gration, the thousands
questionnaire,
and
alone heart, love or worship, a -
passion constant, expressing
isn't so easy, a delirium
or a re-ignition,
whatever
is
that feeling, the life deliberately -
wants to destroy itself,
with boundless
longing in
the
heart, one day the destination will
ask the ultimate ambition
of soul - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by - Hans Paus - Evening Sky I

Monday, 18 February 2013

THE SOMATIC VASE - -


a streak of light, the spillage 
of passion, adumbral 
hypnosis, or 
somatic 
vase,
decorated by someone with 
delicate emotion, you 
can say flowers
but it's only 
the love, 
which bloomed with different 
glamour, just feel it, in 
the restless 
breath, 
in the innermost a familiar - -
fragrance plays with
rhythm of heart -
beat, the
sensation goes across mind -
and soul, the moonlit -
dreams sits 
silently 
on the doorstep, embracing 
some glassy promise - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Brett Humphries

THE REBELLIOUS GLANCE - -


from an usance, eyes have
desire to see the inner
depths, an effective
relief to the
soul,
perhaps, somewhere is the 
its legend 
that 
in your vision exists, ray of
immortality, amid the 
naked reality 
and 
dreamy thought, its believed
a perception of replete
bliss is hidden in 
your love,
and
that's the reason life doesn't
accepts defeat, though
several times 
the edge
goes
away from hands, on those -
moment emotion 
recovers 
the 
passion everlasting, breath 
feels the freshness 
of affinity, a 
potency 
of 
stone regenerates in the - -
nerve, cells, muscles,
persona self
prepares
the 
conation to fight against the
rebel waves of mid 
stream - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Linda huber photorealistic drawing 

Sunday, 17 February 2013

THE ASCENT - -

the inherent fragrance of your heart,
makes my persona meaningful,
otherwise the world is
very monotonous,
colorless,
that
feeling has its own fascination, the
undefined attachment alters
the life from raw
mineral to
the
invaluable gem, existence shines -
with breathtaking light, hence
life doesn't afraid the 
darkness of 
moonless
night !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsduniya2.blogspot.com/
Catherine Baziller-Maupaix
Artist Painter 

THE UNRESOLVED MOMENT - -


a few stories, and certain realities,
who knows, where is hidden,
the secret passage,
of ambrosia
urn!
stigma or consecration, salvation
or eternal wandering, intense
love, or aquatics in
the shallow
edge!
in this beautiful evening, all those
bookish things are not so
meaningful, the truth
lies between
you and
me,
an invisible flame amid the two -
different persona, goes
through the twin
emotional
path,
towards the extreme veneration or
mutual solubility, analysis
is too hard - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

desert-sunset- The Art Of Tim Stringer
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Friday, 15 February 2013

Some Other Day


Preserve the emotion in the eternal
heart, in a secret corner as an
hidden jewels,
premature
relation
required the more space, do not
say me now, "I love you - - "
the southern winds are
volatile the beduin
gray clouds
are flying
on the blues,frenzy thoughts - -
roaming and roaming
aimless destination,
waves of
liberation
wants
to break the barriers, two hands
want the whole the sky,
restless energy
searches
new
direction,new horizons, wait for
some other day, near the
rainbow, touching
the rain
clouds, springs would erupt on
the deserted barren land
sprouting thorns
never saves
the roses
just wait -----please, let me go
to beyond the dreams
on the land of
reality
trust me, for some other day.
----SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE MYSTIC MOMENT - -

how that's happened, often I think,
from heavenly pleasure, the
cluster of jasmine 
became 
just 
some petal - less petiole, though -
I've been repeatedly explained, 
do not connect yourself,
with extra ordinary
indulgence,
but you 
didn't care, except sob and groan
you've nothing left now, the  
unlimited craving 
created you
insane,
frequently, I make myself defaulter,
however, you know very well,
that how much I'm the 
responsible for
those 
moment when emotion surrounded 
by the passionate storm, and
pseudo veils fallen down,
silently one by one,
akin the tiny
nocturnal 
blooms, falls down just quietly after 
releasing, the drop by drop
intoxicating fragrance,
nevertheless,
still the 
compunctious heart wants you, the
impression of your love 
doesn't insipid yet,
though from 
the rose
to hawthorn, a long journey has been 
passed - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by -  Ou-Yang 1