Wednesday, 25 February 2015

OPEN SKIES - -

After a long time again, in the
groves of flowers, there's
an exaltation, that's
a knock of
spring
or someone has expressed -
the inner emotion with
inclined eyes, a
strange
hankering is pervaded in the
ambiance ! just, the life
is flowing on the
uncontrolled
stream,
sometimes, it's necessary to
leave the persona with
the reckless wind,
like a run away
kite of blue
sky - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH - -

Your heart is still equally -
beautiful, as it was
before, nothing
is in the
charm of face, it changes
with season, and
finally one
day, the
reflection becomes the - -
abandoned object
of debris, do
not know
why,
often people forget easily
the reality of earth !
which is the
absolute
truth,
rags-to-riches, everybody
has to accept one day
the judgement
of destiny,
here
escaping is not possible -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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the last aroma

Monday, 23 February 2015

THE INFINITE SMOKE - -

Everything has to be extinct -
one day, this land or the
foreseeable, stars
adorned the
grand sky,
nothing
has the eternal treaty, in your- -
eyes, I do not know, how
much is the absorption
depth, however
the life, still
stretches
the
arms for disintegration, do not
know, where is existed, so
called, the path of fire
shower, the final
point of purity,
the
process of replete refinement -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 

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Sunday, 22 February 2015

THE VIBRANT FEELINGS - -

You must wait tonight,
somewhere in the
long - spun
silent
of
moonlight, just feel me
in the depth of your
nerve, I'm
existed
in
your inner breath alike
the Yogi of secluded
monastery, in
search of
the
invisible deity, my love
moves in your
heart alike
the
passionate fragrance -
of divine flower,
invisible but
vibrant
feel.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Wednesday, 18 February 2015

ON THE LOST PATH - -

That twist became itself the turning -
point, where once, you've left
my hand, indeed infidelity
sometime teaches
the art of real
survival !
that broken bridge became itself the
gondolier to cross the river, the
time feels all the wounds
itself, but credit goes
often to the
stranger,
the world's fair has its own different -
fascination, hanging on the
cipher, that's your love
or the whirligig of
uncertainty
whatever,
life tries to catch always, the floating
dreams, sometimes very close
and sometimes far away,
alike the butterflies,
beautiful, but
little bit
illusory, again life has to sign on the
compromise diary - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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TOWARD THE RETRIEVAL - -

The stricken shore was looking - -
just silently, the storm was
unexpected, came,
and in a
moment had passed too, leaving
the extensive destruction,
often in life it's also
happen,we
think
something else, and happens - -
something differ ! some
riddles have their
own glamor,
remains
buried throughout the ages into
the depth of conscience,
but shore has its
self healing
point,
gradually the wild flower creeps
up on the sand bed, and
again migratory birds
return to the
edge.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

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art by Santa Fe Artist Annie O'Brien Gonzales

THE UNEXPECTED BETS - -

The stayed steps need a -
synaphea, unflinching
approach toward
the target,
nobody becomes the jaded
traveler's companion,
indeed, the bitter
truth remains
hidden in
the depth of extreme love, -
too much sweetness
invites very soon
sadness, in
your
eyes, I've seen some glare
of exceptional light, tho'
everything isn't gold,
in spite of that;
sometimes
the life
plays the unexpected bets.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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Monday, 16 February 2015

NEXT MOMENT - -

Why, your eyes are cumbersome,
spring's knock on the door,
calling you repeatedly,
a strange aroma
is eager to
fill the
loneliness of heart, indeed the - -
dreams have to break some
time or other, but that
wasn't the last
halt, there's
many
horizons, determination is required
to get them, the graph of joys
and sorrows are the phase
of life, just take it easy,
who knows the
next moment
will be the
turning point, the trail of blooming -
valley - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



 

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Sunday, 15 February 2015

ON THE SLOPES - -

From where we've started walk
and where we've been
reached, except
your affinity
do not
remember anything, the time - -
has its own law book, the
face changes in its
way, helpless
mirror
remains in its place always just
speechless ! your all efforts
can not change the
fortune cycle,
everything
isn't
in our hands, however, journey
of life has to move, again
on the slopes of
wilderness,
some
wild flowers are eager to bloom.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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Saturday, 14 February 2015

THE UNFINISHED POEM - -

Alike the smoke of frankincense,
emotions smoldered until the
last crystal, your love
has the endless
solemn
fragrance, the life desires often -
to burn with intermissive way,
moonlight nights are
the tale of four -
days, but
your
love brings the persona towards
the eternal brilliance, just
a gorgeous flow of
divine blaxe,
beyond
all the myth and reality, the body
and soul meet on that point
where all veneration
reach to the
end - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

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Monday, 9 February 2015

THE UNCERTAIN PATH - -

Where's the peace in this world,
everywhere is existed the
strange hankering !
everyone has
the thirst
unquenchable, desire to get - -
more than imagination,
somewhere, the
humanity is
losing
the continuity, indeed everyone
is caught in self bondage,
endless desire to get
more and
more
and the mad rush proceeds the
persona toward the journey
of divagation path, and
the destination
point
remains as usual on the hands -
of mirage, uncertain and
inconstant - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

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Art of Jacqueline Newbold 1

IT'S NOT FICTIONAL - -

If you're with me then everything
looks so beautiful, whether
flowers or thorns, really
doesn't matter,
indeed a
real
companion makes the life more
evincive, more special one
too, even barren land
becomes the
blessed
earth,
in your love everything looks - -
more vibrant than imagine,
tho' the definition of
eternal love
isn't so
easy to understand but the true
love isn't the fictional tale,
it fills the life even in
the stone - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  


 

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THE LIFE AT EVERY TURN - -

Life at every turn, finds someone
stranger or familiar, tho' in
the world, there's not
lack of pseudo
partners !
however, in life we cannot get - -
everything as desired, we've
to compromise many
times, but the
charm of
life
shouldn't reduced, the beauty of
survival is consisted in the
random way of life, too
much correction
often
minimizes the art of living, a little
bit carelessness fills some
unknown colors in life,
the outer beauty
is just the
matter
of temporary grooming, the real
love inhabited in the silence
of emotional sanctorum,
filled with endless
aroma - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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Forgotten moments

Saturday, 7 February 2015

THE MOMENTARY SEMBLANCE - -

Everything is beautiful, if you've
a beautiful heart, in every
vision embodied the
natural instinct
of love,
and that's the great divine gift, -
in every breath is contained
the endless fragrance,
It's just to feel,
in every
face,
somewhere existed shadow of
of invisible deity, then why
we are crazy in name
of god, when
one day
everything has to fade away - -
then why to much concern
for endless collection,
often these things
makes life
upset.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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THE UNDEFINED DEPTH - -

You're involved in my existence
in a such way that, wherever
the eyes go, only you
appear and the
life feels
very easy even in the labyrinth
of destiny, do not ask me
the accounts of the
lifetime, even
losing
everything in your love, the life
feels victorious, an age
isn't enough to get
the secret of
pulsation,
alas,
I can love you indefinitely, in a
way that for centuries, the
fragrance of emotion
will be alive - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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Thursday, 5 February 2015

THE TOUCH OF SLUMBER - -

Till now, in your eyes, existing
the touch of slumber, tho'
autumn is very near,
the season of
flowers
has passed, leaving some - -
beautiful moment, and
undefined amour,
on the surface
of heart
remained some moist feelings,
some potential pleasure,
tho' leaves are flying
away in search
of peaceful
earth !
that's the rule of nature, the - -
change is the indication
of life, the process
of fill up the
blanks
never stops, the season's cycle
keeps moving as usual - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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abstract paintings by Peggy Garr

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

THE UNCERTAINTY - -

Actually it was not just our story,
meeting and separation is
the part of life, where
is the lasting
bond
between the breaths, even after
knowing that, every thing
is just a drop of dew,
a person never
forgets to
clench
the delicate dream, indeed the -
glass object has to break
one day, no matter,
how much
caution
was exercised, it's very hard to
keep alive the eternal
promise, ahead
of destiny
nobody
can walk, except the temporary
agreement, life is nothing,
and that's the hidden
beauty indeed.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

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Monday, 2 February 2015

Sunday, 1 February 2015

IN THE ARMS OF NIGHT - -

Just now you have come -
to nearer, just now
in the wind the
tipsy aroma
is swept
away,
again some mysteries are
overflowing from your
half asleep eyes,
dew drops
are
falling on the leaves or in
the rhythm of heart -
beat, some new
creation are
eager
to write the romantic verse,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

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LONGER THAN THE AGE - -

Longer than the age, sometimes
the night looks more strange,
when the moonlight
becomes the
cigar
smoke, something rises from the
smoldering inner emotion,
do not know who calls
from the desolate
street, I often
wait for
you in the sapphire darkness, the
nocturnal flowers when fall,
the moonlight desires
to absorb the
fragrance
of your
love, in the remote perhaps the - -
falling star gets back the
safe haven, as usual
you remake the
nest in my
heart.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 

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