Thursday, 30 January 2014

THE ENDLESS JOURNEY - -

in the journey of life, some moments -
of halt, taught the realism of life,
some emerging colored sky,
some withering face
of wild bloom,
co travelers
with
mysterious look, some unsolved smile,
and dense proximity, which
never melted into the
affinity, remained
as usual on
the edge
of
blind valleys, some affections which - -
never altered into love, just existed
as a dried flower’s print on the
emotional diary, some
suffocated feeling
never became
the activist
against
the
anarchy, just remained under the ash
of emotion, indeed, it’s not feasible
always to compromise with
the circumstances but
many times we've
no choice, and
life makes
the
mistakes, some compulsion, some - -
priority list, never permits to fly,
while, the confidence grows
the wing, but again the
destiny snatches
the dream,
in the
foggy morning, the person finds himself
alone, standing on the unknown
station with baggage of past,
looking eagerly to the
 incoming train’s
dim light - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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transparent heart

AWAITED SKYLINES - -

across the window, the evening is 
engulfing the passionate 
emotion, are you
still encircled,
in your 
own created gloominess, life's - -
another name is continuous 
blooming, continuing 
to dream, do not 
reject -
the invitation of mysterious night !
again, I'm calling you with 
wet feeling, still life 
needs the fresh
touches of 
spring, 
some colors, some fragrance are
eager to touch your heart, 
then why not fill the 
emptiness of 
desolation,
life has 
its own hidden glamour, just try to 
re-explore the inner world, 
the closed cage isn't 
your destiny, still 
you've to 
touch the many awaited skylines - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by loren elizabeth monley 1

Wednesday, 29 January 2014

TEMPORARY EMPTINESS - -

do not call me from afar, in the mist 
of anonymousness, even own 
shadow becomes alien,
the time had it's
some own 
reason,
so 
it stood by for some extent, later - - 
left me in my own decision,
nobody walks till 
destination, 
it's stark 
fact 
that your role in my life wasn't more 
than, a guest appearance !
some bonds have 
uncertain
time 
limit, when and how that will break -
hard to say, again everything 
depends on sink and 
emerge of so 
called 
invisible stars, the sky remains as 
usual neutral in the cipher ! the 
moon never forgets its 
journey, whether, 
someone 
would 
wait, or not, moonlight keeps drifting 
entire night - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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art by ChristineTidwell 1

THE REVITALIZATION - -

a dream which never seen by 
afflicted eyes, a feeling of 
frigidity which brings 
the life toward 
self -
gratification, if possible for a 
moment, please swap 
that realization, 
from ages 
I'm -
waiting for your generosity - - 
an embrace which can 
change the cursed
spirit, a kiss 
of eyes 
which can fill the life in azoic -
chest, ever for a moment,
love me with rare -
transparency,
please 
bring me toward the nonpareil
decency, where all violent
attitudes will get the 
release from 
wildness,
the life 
needs a revitalization into the 
persona with pervasive 
way - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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art by pkd
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Tuesday, 28 January 2014

SOMETHING BEYOND THE REACH - -

many things are not in our hands - -
an invisible feature have
indirect control in
our decision,
we make
the
sketch, carefully with fine  streaks -
but in final stroke it appears
something different,
that’s destiny or
something
else - -
often, the  life mystifies on those - -
moments! again new premise,
renewal of thoughts and
new beginning, in
fact, amid
the - -
dream and reality remains an abyss !
however, in every condition  we
have to cross the gulf, that’s
maybe compromise or
compulsion but
it’s realism
or way
of survival, whatever, life hasn't other
option - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
rose painting-thierry-de-marichalar

THE MATTER OF INNERMOST - -

the unconditional love, or the search 
of entire life, differentiation 
isn't easy, aside the 
chalice of venom, 
on the other 
side
remains the pleasure of material - - 
world ! now depends on  
your love, whether 
it would take 
to the 
infinite path, that was unforgettable 
moment of life, when, you've
expressed the inner 
wet emotion,
on that 
moment I've been delinquesce in - - 
your soul, now my existence is 
matter of your innermost 
persona - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Julie Gilbert Pollard

Monday, 27 January 2014

THINKING AHEAD - -

why does it happen, often in the life,
whom we think, very near to the 
heart, same person spoofs 
first, nevertheless, 
that's the
phase
of survival, stumble teaches a lot - - 
journey of life never should 
stop, the same point
of broken dream 
was the 
origin 
of new beginning, looking back isn't
possible, tho' furthermost, so 
called your affinity or 
love, whatever
chased 
but 
the emotions are the glass after the 
break, it's impossible to attach,
two pieces in original 
shape, the crack 
remains 
forever, so it's better to forget the - - 
past - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Liza-Hirst

Sunday, 26 January 2014

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art by janet whittle 1

Saturday, 25 January 2014

COLLAGE OF EMOTION - -

collage of emotions remain
stranger for each other,
many times, in life
even so called
dense
attachment doesn't work to 
keep relationship intact,
in fact, it’s not so
easy to adjust
everything
and, in
last the upheaval invites the 
unpleasant end, somatic
fusion in this situation
becomes just a
unwilling 
treaty,
when a person traverses the 
edge of compulsion then
revolt  appears in life,
the bond of love
breaks with
multi
breakages and separation - - 
knocks the closed 
door of dreamy
domicile - -
 * * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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moder art

THE SOUL OF FOSSILS - -

in desire to get a great deal,
a lot is left behind, the
unquenchable thirst
remains in the
depth of
heart,
as usual, alike the half-burnt -
cinder, often life invites
the unwanted
tensions,
for the
silent combustion, indeed - -.
we forget to love, our -
selves, just follow
the illusory -
shadow,
incessant chasing toward the
mirage, and in last, the
persona becomes
the fossilized
emotion !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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mimosa-leaf-collage- art by ann-powell

LIGHT AND SHADOW - -

in the mist of midnight, when the 
entire city goes to sleep, 
across the window,
looks like a 
shadow 
creeps in the main gate, in a - -
wink it disappears, only 
some rustle existed 
in the darkness
of solitude,
the mysterious environs creates,
a strange stirring in life, the 
persona emerges 
from the fake 
tegument,
looks 
himself in the mirror of naked - -
truth, all the layers of 
hypocrisy, then 
falls one by 
one !
debate between sin and virtue -
goes on the endless path, 
some realization 
becomes a
dream, 
rest sorrow and pain becomes
the nightmare, some your 
affection increases 
the desire, to 
live - -
little bit more, some undefined 
affinity fills new colors in
the faded emotion, 
the stranger 
shadow 
reappears, it overshadows the 
persona, your warm breath
touches the neck with
new definition,
the life 
reorganizes all the convoluted 
body and soul - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Face in Shadow

Friday, 24 January 2014

UNKNOWN SHADOW - -

night is deepened, again your -
love becoming the aroma
of unleashing wild 
bloom, the 
life is 
searching the origin point of  - 
infatuation, unseen tiny 
drops of dew is 
falling on 
the - - 
heart of daffodil, again you're -
occupying my hydrous eye, 
with melodious dream,
tho' body has been
jaded but soul 
is feeling 
your 
immortal affection alike the - -
shadow of sandal silvan !
slowly, my breath is 
dissolving in 
your 
overwhelming incense - - - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art d g phelps

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

LOVE ME WITH NAIVETY - -

do not look me again, with same 
talismanic eye, let me to 
recoup a little, just 
now, I've back 
from the 
swoon of your last night's sting !
plumbaginous evening 
still not matured, in 
my emotion 
still - -
existed the sweet hangover, let
me to little more cautious,
then you can touch 
me with the 
mantra 
of endless fascination, still in my 
heart, feeling are so 
innocent, do not 
understand 
the 
definition of seduction, just love -
me with naivety of pure 
affection - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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Canvas Art by Artist; Christina

FROM SILVAN PATH - -

a velvety feel, let it alive in the 
innermost, the path of 
life goes through 
the rugged
terrain, 
at least let me to lost in the -
reverie of darkness !
still in my chest,
some print
of lips 
is existed, still, I haven't got  
back the sentience, the
affection or love,
whatever is 
in your
heart, I haven't idea yet, but -
somewhere, you're still
involved in my deep 
subconscious -
mind alike
the rare fragrance of silvan  - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by artist Parastoo Ganjei

BODY AND SOUL - -

do not break the promise, it's 
a question of demise and 
life, the delicate breath 
has an unlimited 
aspire, on 
that 
endless path, your love is the 
only one destination, no 
other option, It's true,
that, this life isn't
substantial
for love, 
nevertheless, who knows the
secret of rebirth, in this 
priceless moment,
life needs 
you - -
with completeness, aromatic
realization says, you've 
been dissolved in
body and 
soul, 
it's not so easy to separate, 
your persona from me,
that's matter of 
flower and 
scent !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
evening passion

Tuesday, 21 January 2014

PROBABLY, WE EVER MEET AGAIN - -

do not wait for me, just change your 
mind, nobody remains in life 
forever, do not flow on 
the emotion, just 
hold the edge
before 
your eye, do not love me beyond the
belief, keep some space in your
heart for a substitute, that's
enough, we walked 
together for 
some 
extent, the endless accompaniment -
is the matter of poetry, do not 
dunk yourself in the pages 
of silky dream, it will 
be miserable,
just take 
easy, 
that's a coincidence, we met in the - - 
journey of life, no more than that, 
the transient intersection !
I'm sorry, just keep 
in your heart 
the - -
broken promise, probably ever meet 
again - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by McCaughey

Monday, 20 January 2014

THE INTIMATE FACES - -

I know the actuality of intimate faces, 
something else in the heart 
and something in the
mouth ! do not 
show me 
the 
reflection of sky into the chest of lake,
the deception of eye, sometimes 
makes the life, not only 
miserable, rather
paralyzes
the 
emotion too, that person who has - - - 
pledged to protect me in the
cyclonic edge, same 
person has 
changed
the 
stance, when my stars sank in the mist,
it's too hard to recognize the 
difference amid the 
face and the 
facade !
life 
has its own compulsions, however, the 
faith is unleashing spirit, even 
searching gods in the 
stones - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
   
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Magenta Bougainvillea by Sherry Roper

Sunday, 19 January 2014

THE THIRST OF AGES - -

thirst of ages, the romantic moment
of velvety evening, again you're
in front of me, some wet 
emotion or in the
tip of brush,
few 
drop of color is restless to scatter !
again bond of fingers, your 
shadow, falling on my 
persona, once 
again 
the 
unexpected closeness creating - - 
some rarebit fascination !
do not know where 
is my existence 
in this 
moment, I'm losing the earth, just -
floating on the flow of impulse,
somewhere in the sky,
or somewhere 
in the 
drenched emotion, I've been lost in 
the depth of your eyes !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by VIKTORIA PRISHEDKO
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art LELA CREATIONS STUDIO
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THE REAL MEANING - -

night has its own fascination,
creates in the body and
soul, strange effect
of possessiveness,
moment of
privacy
gives the birth of new designs,
your love somewhere fills
the emptiness, with
new sketches,
gradually
the
dense proximity, decorate the
emotion with passionate
colors, in midnight,
the equations
of breath
crosses
the extreme point, condensed - -
clouds slowly starts melting,
on the pinnacle of blue
mountain, on the
chest emerges
the drop
by drop the dew or fusion of love
and ecstasy, or may be drop
let of sweat, in sapphire
darkness life gets
back the real
meaning of
survival,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
red roses

Saturday, 18 January 2014

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zainab art

CLOSER, BUT STRANGER TOO - -

mystery among two soul remains
underneath the dense miasma,
though a long amity under
the common roof
inhabited for
decades,
often
it’s happened, the somatic bonds
becomes the pseudo mask,
face reading is easier
than the depth
of heart,
the
entire life, sometimes passes to - -
recognize the nearest man,
indeed, it’s so hard to
know the genuine
affection, the
eye opens
only
when the fascination of affinity - - 
breaks in pieces, that’s life
repetition of compromise
even sometimes the
own shadow
asks the
proof of existence ! and often life
becomes speechless - -
 * * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
roses on window 

BLOOMING FACE - -

in the life, it’s not easy to make
everybody happy, for some
extent we can share
the smiles, just
a drop of
dew,
which makes the stale flower - -
little lively, though it’s
hard to change
withering
destiny,
but
a thin twig sometimes brings the
person from midstream to
the shoreline, maybe
in your life my
status has
not so
vital,
but you’ll not lose anything after
sharing the jovial face, that’s
the essence of life, what’s
meaning of the bliss,
if we can not
include
the
dejected emotion of other in our
beautiful life - -
 * *
      - SHANTANU SANYAL
   http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Lucinda Hayes

Friday, 17 January 2014

LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL - -

do not give up the hope, somewhere 
the fragrant destination is 
waiting for you, I'll
come back 
again, 
this isn't the last blooming season - - 
still, some dreams to be 
revealed, still life 
desires to 
love 
you, with new definitions, with refresh
emotion, do not twist the face,
the reflection of evening
waiting for a glance,
do not try to 
dunk 
the persona in the darkness, in your 
heart, still illuminating some 
flickers of expectation,
the edge of bliss 
isn't far away
just peep 
in - -
your conscience, life is so beautiful - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL   
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by anik dubaere