Monday, 30 November 2015

DEEP TRUST - -

Now, it's evening, I know, it's not
possible to keep the dew drop
let on the tip of rose leaf,
everything has its
own time limit,
you can not
wait for
a person throughout life, however
it's also true that faith never
dies, and the world is
existed only in the
expectation,
so just
again waiting for the complaisant -
midnight ! perhaps your love
will not disappoint the
desolate land of
emotion,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Sunday, 29 November 2015

THE REPETITION - -

The same repetition, again the -
sun is drown, again the
empire of darkness,
reminds to
come
back in own created world, that's
the routine of life, nobody
can escape from that,
some incomplete
dreams, again
life wants
to see,
again you're before me with lot -
of claim, however, there isn't
any jib-door, hence, once
more errancy for you,
again, I've some
glassy toys,
I know,
that's the part of life, again you'll
smile - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL   

THE ALONE JOURNEY - -

In this world, every thing we
can not get as desired,
something or other
we've to deal,
that's the
path
of self bargaining, sometimes
the life becomes so alone
even in own house
that it searches
the broken
wings,
and sometimes the persona -
chases the dream, in the
sequence of sorrow
and pleasure
the life
goes on towards the skyline !
tho' everyone knows the
truth of the dead end,
however the tour
remains as
usual
continue, doesn't matter that 
someone is along you
or not - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Saturday, 28 November 2015

THE SAFE HAVEN - -

That corner of my timeworn house
still pulls the heart, tho' I've
returned back from all
around the world,
somewhere
the soft
affinity doesn't allow me to shift in -
any beautiful place, the shared
vision has its own charm,
tho' several times
I've awaken
from the
deep sleep, the life is alike the wet
clay, molds itself accordingly
the time, tho' potter's
wheel remains
in hands
of destiny, we haven't any control -
except to proceed towards
the unseen destination.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Friday, 27 November 2015

THE DEVOIR - -

The blooming is the devoir for
them, hipped faces wait
for a glimpse of their
smile, and that's
reason they
blossom
even
in the beds of thorn, it's easy
to make cry but real art
is found in the heart
of a clown, the
life has its
own
way of recovery, only needed
the survival instinct, maybe
in the desolation of
Sahara or in
the ice
capped Himalaya, the life - - -
crosses all the
interruption.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL   

Thursday, 26 November 2015


REALIZATION POINT - -

I didn't own anything, whatever
was in my share, that's the
grace of destiny, tho'
I've tried to get
unlimited
but
everything has an unseen line -
of aspire, sometimes the
life becomes shorter
than the desire,
anyway, the
regrets
have
its own created affliction, it's not
necessary that every dream
will reach to the realizing
point but dreaming
is important
in the
life, that's the beginning point of
inner beauty - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by amit bhar

Saturday, 14 November 2015

SOMETIMES - -

Sometimes, please give wings
to my desire, sometimes the
life wants the beautiful
destination, yes
it's true that
every
mirror has its own dark back - 
stage, however, mercury
also has a day of loss,
nothing remains
permanent
in this
world, some survive for longer
age and some found in
the tale of a night,
the life moves
as usual
amid fall of the leaves and the
beauty of spring, under
the shadow of the
seasons, I often
search your
love, sometimes I'm successful
and sometimes destiny
betrays in its way !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Thursday, 12 November 2015

UNDREAMED GLEAM - -

Gradually, emerging the beauty
of midnight, just now you've
touched my soul with
invisible aroma,
do not
know where's hidden the moon,
in this moment, the light of
your profound eyes
blooming the
inner world,
slowly
the conscience is illuminating by
some undreamed gleam - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Tuesday, 10 November 2015

THE PAPER WIND SPINNER - -

I know, you've endless demands,
aspire to chase the transparent
dragonfly, which is sitting
boldly, on the tip of
lotus bud, you
still want
to run
behind the flock of butterfly, and
that lively perception never
makes you senile, in
your eyes, still
there's the
floating
passion of infancy, your emotion
is paper wind spinner, moves
in the gentle wind, you're
still the hawker of
dream,I often
wait for
you in the last o'clock of night, life,
I love you in every situation.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

INFINITE SENTINEL - -

The night has passed as usual -
in its way, indeed, every
thing has a fixed age,
the morning is
standing
on the
door as usual with colorful smile,
again it's a beginning of new
day, again on the flyover
bridge, there's the
race of
survival, the life never stops, the
sun has rare holidays - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL







Sunday, 8 November 2015

THE TRAIL OF DREAM - -


Just remove all the curtains
of windows, openness is
the beauty of nature,
the moonlight
desires
only the drapery of emotion,
just keep illuminated the
corner of heart, this
night has the
unique
beauty, let's again move on
the trail of dreams, do
not look back to
passed halt,
always
there's a morning after the -
long night - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Saturday, 7 November 2015

EVERGREEN EMOTION - -

In your eyes, there's the halt of
spring, believe it or not, in
your emotion there's the
real meaning of
survival, in
your
pulsation, there's comprised the
beauty of love, perhaps, you
do not know, that in your
soul, there's existed
the divine boon,
because
you've
the universal affinity, you do not
draw the lines accordingly
the religion, simply in
your eyes I've
seen the
reflection of humanity and that's
reason your heart never
dries - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 

Friday, 6 November 2015

IT'S POSSIBLE - -

In this mystic moment, let's
be quiet and just feel
the profound
silence
of mysterious forest, do not
ask about my existence,
I'm not within myself,
you have been
beautifully
taken
away my soul together your
breath ! now my body
is laying on the
meadow of
virgin
land, the thorny bed is now
my destiny, it's the first
step toward the
fire of altar,
the real
test begins from here, path
of veneration isn't so
easy, but it's
possible.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
 

Thursday, 5 November 2015

A GLANCE OF YOU - -

You've paused my breath
in this way, that in this
moment the desire
to live a long,
becoming
addiction, amid the earth
and sky, believe me
an unknown aura
is emerging
with full
illumination, my soul is - 
yearning to mingle in
your soul by all
means, in
this
moment the whole world
is looking alike the
strange planet,
among the
ovation
of celestial fest, believe -
me, I'm searching
just a glance
of you !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

The Inner Bloom - -

There's still light of hope, the gate
of compassion never closes
the entrance, there's a
beautiful adytum
in your heart
just try
to look the blooming conscience - -
still, there's a potentials of the
inner awakening, the lake
of soul never dries,
just try to bloom
the lotus of
universal
love.
- Shantanu Sanyal
 

Monday, 2 November 2015

THE END OF NIGHT - -

That's dream or reality, do not
know my heart, but that
fascination brings
the persona
towards
the
amazing world of mystic vale !
in the rising fog of sapphire
darkness, your love is
emerging, slowly
alike the old
wine's
intoxication, gradually, you're -
dominating my persona
with some amazing
conjuration or
the life
is proceeding toward the scent
of mysterious illusion, or
it's the presentation
of moth's end,
whatever
would
be the epilogue of this night, let
it be, in this moment except
your eyes I'm unable to
see any other thing.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Sunday, 1 November 2015

 Across The Darkness - -
Of course, across the darkness
there's some potential too,
do not under estimate 
the beauty of dark
night, who 
knows, 
in the smiling skyline, someone 
is waiting for you, nothing
is hidden between us,
however it's matter 
of realization,
that how 
much you've patience to absorb
my endless love - -
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TRUE FIDELITY - -
Sometimes the shower drop and 
sometimes the life implores
for a drop of dew ! the 
games of destiny
has its own 
narrative,
what's happened that I'm still in 
end of line, but my eyes are 
rests on the destination,
you believe it or 
not, that's 
your 
pleasure, I'm sure one day, you
have to realize that, my 
efforts were not the
fool's paradise,
nothing is 
out of 
reach if a person decides with
true fidelity - - 
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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