Tuesday, 29 December 2015

THE MIDNIGHT ROSE - -

Just, keep hidden in your chest -
the essence of prolong
unshared affinity
alike the
worth
a king's ransom, the glamour of
your love brings me in the
flow of galaxy, the
life becomes
the rose
of winter mid night, waits for the
dewy moments, forgets all
the somatic sufferings,
just waits for the
very intimate
touch to
the soul, the moonless night - -
looks more beautiful than
the moonlight - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL




THE BEAUTY OF TRUTH - -

The trail of emotion goes in its
mysterious way, it's too
hard to understand
the self - image,
sometimes
the inner
mirror refuses for reflections - -
and we found ourselves
very lonely, indeed
many times,
when
the aspires revolute against the
life, the sudden increase of
complaints makes us
apathetic from
survival
and
we wander on the fogy path of
cryptic desire ! but morning
has its own true beauty,
and often we've to
return on the
land of
reality - - the land of reflection !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL





Saturday, 26 December 2015

BLOOMING DESIRE - -

Whether, it's the dawn of a long
crippled night or be the turn
of desired destination,
every single
moment
of life is to live adventurously - -
nature has its own way,
doesn't care to
anybody,
it's personal matter that how an
individual fills the colors in
his life ! every eyes
have its own
way to
look the dream, be it colored or
black and white, there
should be desire
for replete
bloom.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Thursday, 24 December 2015

FLICKER OF WET DEW - -

Again, the dream is emerging
from the bed of sleeping
morning glory, again
the life has seen
the new
comet in the mythical sky of -
early morning, anyway
the sooner rather
than later, the
life has
learned the art of survival in -
the adverse stream, the
life smiles in every
situation, that's
the hidden
secret,
which adorns the long gloomy
nights with the flicker of
wet dew droplets - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

THE ALONE PERFORMER - -

In this earthen stage, everything is
frangible, this isn't the show -
everlasting, in uncertain
period, everyone has
to perform the
own role,
there's no chance of retake, just -
show your natural talent, the
audience have no time
to look you back,
that's only
naked
truth, you believe it or not, nobody
waits for disable traveler, after
some wet - prayer people
leave the soul in
his destiny,
that's
the reality of this world, everyone
exists in the sound of clapping,
but silence has no partner,
it remains as usual
eternally
loner !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Saturday, 19 December 2015

INFINITE IGNITION - -

Do not know, in which turn, we'll
meet again, till then do not
extinguish the ember
of emotion, it's
true nobody
remains
nearby
throughout the ages, however - -
some bonds are beyond
the imagination, even
exists after the
nihility of
the
universe, and that unseen ray of
expectation never allows me
to fall from the blooming
branches of life,
tho' I haven't
control on
the
mood of autumn, however, the - 
beauty of life contained in
the eyes - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

TOWARDS THE PATH OF ALTAR - -

In this unblinking moment, you're -
becoming the paused breath
of decades, and I am
searching the
land of
rain shadow below your eyelashes !
in the this fuzzy light of evening
when, you're the branch of
nocturnal bloom, then
I'm searching
some cell
of immortal fragrance, to hide in my
inner chest, when, the darkness
is spreading in the groves
of screw pine, you're
then the extincted
snakegem !
and on
that moment I'm antidote, the amour
poultice makes me toxin free
men, slowly, my persona
dissolves in your
love - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Monday, 14 December 2015

THE INNER JOURNEY - -

The thirst remained unchanged,
definitely, the rain had done
his duty, showered with
open - heartedly,
indeed, the
list of
desire never ends, rather waits
for uncalled rain, it's hard
to explain them, that
the life has some
numbered
days
and those moments desire the
process of molding, from
jack stone to pearl !
even knowing
that the
oyster - heart isn't easily existed,
however the search goes
on - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Sunday, 13 December 2015

BEYOND THE SELF CIRCLE - -

Even willingly, it wasn't possible
to break the web of intimacy,
everybody in this world
cannot be Buddha,
those all the
dreams
which are somewhere related to
us, and that's the reason,
eyes never weaved
the beautiful
world for
self - interest, indeed throughout
the age we have looked the
dreams for the beloved
ones, some dreams
remained half-
hearted,
some proceed towards the dawn,
the process of waiting in the 
life would never end,
and, there's
hidden
the beautiful summary of our life.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Saturday, 12 December 2015

THE ETERNAL GLOW - -

Some memories have its own
evergreen glamour, even
it glows in the dark,
some affinity
never
becomes old, with the times it
fills the new colors in the
rusted sepia, some
friendship have
its own
charm, even at the last stop of
age it appeals for playing
the hide and seek !
some hidden
love have
immortal fragrance exists for -
eternal period, floats
endlessly with
soul - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Friday, 11 December 2015

UNCLOSED DOOR - -

Some dew droplets were hidden
in your emotion, let them
disperse in natural
way, the dawn
is knocking
the door
with
soft adulation, just forget the tale
of night, dreams were made
for break alike the glass
vase, the first ray
of sun remind
us there's
still
potential of blooming season the
nature's museum never
closes its door - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

Wednesday, 9 December 2015

THE BURR - -

Night passed as always, in its
way towards the unknown
skyline, again the life
wants to chase
the day with
full zeal,
nothing is mysterious in the -
web of relationship just
required a deep
curiosity for
each
other, indeed, somewhere, we
forget to feel the affinity
and become just an
irresponsible
person
and that's the hidden thorn - -
which breaks the web of
passion - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Monday, 7 December 2015

THE BEAUTY OF DARKNESS - -

The dream of awaken eyes
or you're contained in the
depth of my feelings,
even in the dense
darkness of
midnight,
your
face often appears with the
beauty of fresh, half
blooming rose of
early dawn,
often
I found myself amid the sky
and earth alike the wet
sensation of dripping
dew of winter
night !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Sunday, 6 December 2015

THE EVERGREEN SOUL - -

To give them, I have nothing
however, the sky of love
never shrinks rather
grows day after
day, hence
I never
became empty, indeed, the
dilettante mind has its
own beauty, just
knows to love,
beyond
all man - made boundaries,
whenever, I've seen a
glimpse of pleasure
in the jaded face
of someone,
the inner
soul has given thanks to the
unseen deity, that feeling
makes my persona
more beautiful
than ever.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Saturday, 5 December 2015

THE RAW GOLD - -

The real lambency is hidden
in the inner world, often,
the outer beauty
makes the
life
more deceptive, actually we -
many times do not get
the real meaning
behind the
mask,
and just we chase toward the
mirage, even knowing that
there's nothing except
the fen-fire, the
pure heart
remains
in its
place intact alike the gold - -
nuggets - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Friday, 4 December 2015

THE IMMORTAL AMOUR - -

The earth moves as usual in its
axis, amid the evening and
morning, the life seeks
a little bit corner in
someone's
heart,
everybody wants a silky touch -
in the mysterious darkness,
the romanticism of life
exists in the depth
of love, and
in the
world everyone wants to get the
source of elixir stream ! tho'
very less soul reaches
into the nucleus
of immortal
amour, 

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

SCRIPT ON WET SAND - -

I've tried my best to bind you,
in the net of affinity, even
knowing that nobody
can abridged for
a life time !
indeed
the soul has its own unclouded
sky, and of course wings
of unleashing emotion,
however, every
body has
the self interest, somewhere - -
everyone keeps an unseen
cage in the chest, to
tame the other
soul for
self desire, and christening the
same with various parable
with romantic way !
the mystery of
love
remains as usual the script of
wet sand - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Thursday, 3 December 2015

RE-BREATHING - -

Approaching darkness and
some drop of light inside
the lotus bud, gives
some new
silent
messages to life, there - -
shouldn't be despair
in the life, after the
long tired
day,
the cycle of time moves as
usual in its speed, amid
some achievement
and some
loss
the persona again rectifies
the equation in its way,
that's the real spirit
to prepare next
day's tour,
the
eyes again invite the dream,
slowly the lotus grove
disappears in the
deep sapphire
night !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

FIRST STEP - -

In this morning of votive, every
thing looks so beautiful, in
this moment of pure
smile the heart
wants to
fly
alike the migratory birds of the
remote world ! somewhere
the destination is waiting
for you, innovative
potentials are
hidden in
the
path of your journey, there's - -
need of first step, nothing
is unreachable in this
world if you've the
determination,
today or
the
tomorrow, you'll be in the list of
victory - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


Tuesday, 1 December 2015

IN THE CENTER OF EYE - -

You're before me as usual with
thousands desire, and I'm
oftentimes just speech -
less looking your
passionate
face,
indeed, that's the inner beauty
of life, when we want to say
a lot but cannot get a
single word !
sometimes,
your
aspires are beyond the dreams,
and sometimes, the life's
destination appears
only, in center
of your
eyes.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL