Wednesday, 31 July 2013

THE PLUS MINUS - -

nothing pip for losing something ! the -
graph of life, never follows the 
rule of theorem, try as 
much as, but 
the -
deficiency remains in its place, indeed
finishing touch never becomes 
perfect, love has no limits,
after loving you more
than life, the
satiety
still existed in the tip of shivering leaf, -
in your emotion, emerging some
inflammable desire, in my 
eyes, spills some 
untouched 
dream, 
on those uncertain moment, conflict -
between body and mind turns
toward the paused 
tempest, and
outflow
remains unbound, rampant, beyond 
the imagination, beneath the 
mysterious surface ! 
a pleasant -
feeling
allures with new definitions, the life -
forgets all plus minus - - 
* * 
art by Patty Ann Sykes

Tuesday, 30 July 2013

OUTSPOKEN MOMENTS - -

as usual, evening comes with unsolved
riddle, the sun searches the night
shelter, on that meeting -
point darkness 
becomes
outspoken, repressed desire gets life, - 
some latent emotion appears 
in flicker of your vision,
with seductive
manner,
the proximity creates an intoxicating - -  
infatuation, gradually the somatic
odor alters into the deep 
wild fragrance, in 
your heart
love
emerges with passionate effulgence - -  
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Oil Paintings of Jan Ironside

Monday, 29 July 2013

DO NOT REMEMBER ANYTHING - -

life is swept away, do not know where,
no clue of unknown destination,
just aimless flotation,
indeed, we are
careless,
or 
unpredictable season distracted our -
mind, elusive ambiance, unclear 
path, passionate emotion,
do not know, where
is the stairs of 
edge, 
just get lost in each other, the strange 
obsession and sweet syncope !
further,do not remember 
anything - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
Painting  by Connie Tom

THE PAUSED CONSENT - -

yes, it's true, I know, there's no lack of 
sadness in life, nevertheless in 
this magnetic evening, 
heart wants to 
propose 
you -
you accept that or not, but in my breath 
so far, an unknown fragrance of 
your affection, has been 
fused in stormily 
way, now 
it's -
so difficult to get rid from the mellow - -
holocaust, in your consent existed
the messianic boon, soul or 
puppet ! whatever is 
that, but silky 
rope is 
in your delicate hand, I'm just a mere - -
bubble of water - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
unknown source of art

Sunday, 28 July 2013

DO NOT THINK TOO MUCH - -

is that last night's hangover still capped on 
body and soul, or fascination of 
two wild river's confluence, 
creating the mist -
of ebullience !
whatever 
is that cognition, in this moment you're - -
looking the most beautiful, again 
the magic of velvety and 
plumbaginous
darkness
gripping the consciousness, what's hidden
behind the scenes, nobody knows !
just, have to go through 
unknown paths,
let it be, 
shrouded until last o'clock, later some other
time, we will think about good or evil,
this glamorous moment has 
its own mysterious 
beauty - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art of edouard manet

Saturday, 27 July 2013

art by cathlen refeld

THE PERFECT SURRENDER - -

the scent of your amour is emerging -
from the body and soul, tonight
embrace me in way, that 
persona should be 
immortalize
with -
the endless fragrance, touch me with 
nectared passion, above the 
extreme veneration, let 
me fuse in your 
affection 
with 
complete solubility, reflection from - -
the mirror should be a beautiful
homogeneity ! without 
any difference, 
existence
in -
each other, the perfect surrender - - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
unknown source art 13

TOWARD THE DEPTH - -

to flow on the unknown waves, my 
persona is restless, do not -
call me from backstage, 
just now one act 
play is begun,
before
falling the mystic curtain, I've to - - -
go in the remote zone of 
your eyes, in the 
rain shadow
region !
where still blooming wild flowers,- - 
though monsoon betrayed 
them, but arid dreams 
do not left the 
ray of 
hope, and that cognition, influenced 
me profoundly - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
silk painting by marna holley

THE FRAGILE DESIRE - -

I know that's very fragile, maybe break -
any time, but it's hard to shun,
heart desires to touch -
cautiously, your 
love is art 
of glass, transparent, profound, dreamy,
in spite of all, life wants to love you,
to feel you, in the depth of 
conscience, in -
the flow of 
endangium, in your affection existed - -
celestial bliss, hence emotion
wants liberation from
the clutches of 
delusion !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

glass art by kelly

THE MOOD OF NEXT MOMENT - -

let me release, from your emotion,
on those colored enigma box, 
the life suffocates, do not 
love me across the 
imagination,
after
losing some day you'll get twinge 
unexpected ! though I love 
you termless, but it 
means not,
that -
you've been compelled for endless
way, and that's not the love,
rather, a selfishness
is that bonding,
let break
that myth, in your life I've not any - - 
feudatory ! do not sign the 
unbreakable contract,
your persona has 
its own value,
beautiful
autonomy, love me only and only -
momentary, because who 
knows the mood of 
next moment !
there's
a big space between the thirsty lip 
and overflowing goblet !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
art by julian merrow smith

Friday, 26 July 2013

NEW MEANING - -

as the first rays of dawn, the hydrous 
reflection of your love, existed 
in inner realization, night
has its own strange
commitment
with 
darkness, nevertheless, life did not -
accept the defeat, again  re -
chasing the dream,  the 
game of hide and 
seek between
slumber
and
dream, somewhere your lambency
makes isolation more fragrant, 
more beautiful, expectance 
to meet you, in the -
sweet scented
moonlight,
creates new meanings in life - - - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
art by unknown source

Thursday, 25 July 2013

THE REVERSE FLOW - -

I've floated on reverse flow, willingly or 
unwillingly, I do not know, that -
was my desire, or your 
enamored eyes 
forced me 
to accept the inversion challenge, or 
maybe I didn't care, even the 
probability of submerge,
some descending 
hangover or 
growing
intoxication, what was in that melting 
moment, no one knows, just 
we lost senses, it was 
too late, the night
was over !
the morning glory was blooming just
across the glass window - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL
zen art.jpg

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

THE INFINITE ADJURATION - -

don't ask the reason behind the soaked 
eyes, a thin streak of smile, still 
existed between the lips,
world of transaction -
let it be in its 
place,
I know in your emotion, my love isn't on 
margin, though season has left its
mark, on those underlined 
breath, still a life can 
visible, afresh 
reflection
says, in your conscience, my affection -
never dies, the corporal bond
has transient durability !
but the annexture
between 
the souls have infinite adjuration, if you 
believe on that - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by c. gordon

INEVITABLE CHANGE - -

what a relief, after being forgotten 
broken dreams, again new 
beginning, after loving 
you, oozing 
wound
again cicatrizing slowly, the pain - 
seems to be lower, some 
emerging fragrance
in your oceanic
eyes, 
fascinating life with innovative - - -
definitions, again mirror is 
ready for testimony !
the image looks
so fresh, 
a strange change is inevitable - - - 
across the closed door ! 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
blue beauty

Tuesday, 23 July 2013

WITH FULL DISPLAY - -

in your flamboyant look somewhere is 
obvious, semblance of my love, 
the more you hide it, more
the glow of face
unfolds the 
concealed friable feeling ! it's not so -
easy, to veiling the emerging 
beauty, do not try to 
enwrap it under 
the cloud 
of pseudo attitude, let it be free from 
all hesitation, in natural way, the 
flames will more spark,
if you'll suppress, 
just accept
the reality, that something is in your -
heart for me, suffocated feeling
desires to say a lot, let 
them release 
in unclouded way, with full display - - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by carol sabo

Monday, 22 July 2013

THE DESCENDING LIGHT - -

the descending sunlight, while going 
said, the sweet sour story of 
the jaded day, actually
that wasn't a
complain
just as usual a murmur, indeed in - -
the life, as we think, wouldn't
happen ! your smile has 
rare glamour, but 
how much -
is hidden true affection, hard to say 
exact, sometimes acting looks
more genuine, yes, it's 
different matter,
to know 
the destiny of dream, however life - 
weaves pupa of love, with 
silky thread of delicate
emotion, that 
endless 
process fills new colors in the sky 
of cumbersome evening - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Sunday, 21 July 2013

THE BLISSFUL NUCLEUS - -

I feel you in my soul, in the existence, 
from veins to pulsation, from
sentience to dormancy,
in unfathomable
depth !
where you do not exist, in the pain - - 
in the respite, from talismanic
effect to toxic truth, as 
intense musk,
your love
is hidden in the mysterious depth of - - 
omphalos ! the passion moves
rapidly in the trail of misty
silvan path, as injured
black buck,
thirsty 
and exhausted in search of blissful - -  
lake, perhaps that's existing 
around your eyes - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
art by nancy-tilles

THE WET AGREEMENT - -

ever, elsewhere we will meet again, like 
a stranger, for that unexpected 
moment, keep continue 
the thrill, maybe 
on the 
frolic sea shore, or in the moony evening,
somewhere near the ruined castle, 
but do not forget smiling, in
as usual way, I know,
you look more 
beautiful 
whenever you smile, and that particular -
moment becomes more gorgeous 
than the bougainvillea 
thicket ! everything 
in life isn't 
desired,
that's life, agreement also has a beauty,
an hydrous glamour which remains
on edge of eyes - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Laguna-Floral

Saturday, 20 July 2013

I'LL COME BACK - -

I'll come back again! just wait for me,
somewhere between the light -
and cimmerian, an inkling 
of life, that's your 
love or 
something else, anything could be - - 
just keep, illumination continue
in the depth of realization,
my dedication will 
not let you 
down, 
it's promise or compulsion, whatever
is it, the pulsation is connected
between your tears and 
smiles, just wait 
for me on 
that 
beautiful horizon, where life becomes
meaningful - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
art by TONI GROTE 2

THE EXTERNAL AROMA - -

last night, someone said, my everything is 
fermentative, perhaps, that person -
felt the lavender water, or 
any somatic musk,
often it's -
happened, fragrance of soul stays behind 
backstage ! lovely bluff, a nice mask 
attracts the passenger, indeed
somewhere, in every 
heart, there's a
butterfly 
and an hidden kid, the game of color and - 
flight remains continue, that's the sign 
of vivacity, on those tempestuous 
moment, life misses your 
transparent adoration,
the natural sting 
often - - 
erases, the definition of true love - - - - - - - 
* * 

Abbott Fuller Graves Flowers and Mirror Late 19th - early 20th century 

Friday, 19 July 2013

THE MAGIC OF YOUR EYES - -

do not measure the love frenetic, it's a
fire or obsession which increases
more after the quenching 
repeatedly ! not so 
easy to say -
just let 
it be remain in as usual condition, the
night has a long list of desire !
life is so short, how to 
love you with the
perfection,
a little
flaw if sustained, nothing is wrong in - -
that, there's fun in life if some 
incomplete dreams 
wants revision,
just let 
continue, the flow of elusive night's - - 
indigotic darkness - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
magical night 

THE MISSING ADDRESS - -

long time not seen to you,
perhaps you're busy 
in your fragrant 
world, in 
that, nothing is surprise - -
everything remains in 
its place,
someones presence or - - 
absence doesn't make 
difference, the 
flowers 
have to bloom in all  the - -
conditions, color, 
freshness, 
maybe 
momentary, but life goes in 
its track as usual, time, 
never waits for 
missing 
traveler, it flows, from a mist 
to other labyrinth path, 
wheres is your 
dreamy 
halt, if possible give me - - - 
address, I'm willing to 
see you again,
I've to 
return you some faded poetry, 
which was once written
by beautiful wet 
evening - -  
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging beauty