Wednesday, 20 January 2016

THE BEAUTY OF LIFE - -

From that diverticula again the
dream rises where the sun
was sunk,the mysterious
night and the hoop
of dreams, quite
so fills the
new
possibilities in the life, midnight
and the fragmented
fragrance of
jasmine
invite
the hangover ! somewhere the
inner beauty gradually,
outbreaks the
sleeping
emotions, and the persona - - -
becomes subjugated by
someone who is
existed in the
depth of
heart.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Tuesday, 19 January 2016

UNEXPIRED TRIP - -

Of course in this world, there's a -
reality of dealings, in addition
that, there's still existed
the selfless affinity,
and still we
believe
in the purity of love, tho' everyone
somewhere, running behind
the endless craving
and returning
back as
the traveler of mirage path with - -
empty hands, however its
also necessary to look
the dreams in the
life but that
shouldn't
be beyond the imagination, some
times, the desires become
endless and we chase
wildly, and many
times we get
defeat, but
that's
not the last horizon, the travel of
life never ends - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Monday, 18 January 2016

THE MANTRA OF SURVIVAL - -

A piece of sunlight often makes
its way through the atrium,
and fills the blanks of
emotion, the life
returns from
the land
of darkness, suddenly all flying
bridges look active, alike
the mass awakening
after a prolong
hibernation,
gradually
the life runs in the shadow of -
high rise buildings, the
mantra of survival
itself makes
space,

 * *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


 

Friday, 15 January 2016

A DROP OF GRACE - -

Tho' I've looked very closely to
you, o ! life, you're still little
stranger, and that's
why the longing
increases
day by
day, let some delicate dreams
can get the transient stability,
some half - bloomed
emotions need
deferment,
I know,
there's no lack of blessings in
your generous lap, and
that's the reason
I always wait
for a drop
of grace which can change the
barren land - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

Thursday, 14 January 2016

PEACEFUL SILENCE - -

My dreams get wings, as the
dark nights get the touch
of moonlight, your
love is out of
literal
conjuration, just a beautiful - -
perception the life moves
toward the skyline of
illumination, the
reverence
has its
unseen depth, nobody knows
when and how his hands
will rescue the sinking
soul, actually
we've
to keep the patience in every
situation, the storm gets
the access hatch
itself, and
widely
remains a peaceful silence - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Thursday, 7 January 2016

WAITING POINT - -

I know, the story of the last
moment, nevertheless
I can not be away
from you, that's
the love or
affection,
whatever, what's in a name
after all, the life was
blessed by your
beautiful
intimacy, the journey of life
has its own attraction,
long or short, it
doesn't
matter, passing with gaiety
should be spirit, even
knowing that
the life is
uncertain, I'm waiting with - -
perseverance in the
horizon point of
dawn - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Wednesday, 6 January 2016

THE BLESSED DROPLETS - -

The tippy canoes of emotion or
the dew droplets of rosy
leaf, do not know
where exists
your love,
tho' everything has predestined
period for presence, in
spite of that the
life desires
a lot !
some fragrance remains in the
soul let it be free from all
mundane shackles,
perhaps in
your
eyes exists the mythical tree of
bless, which revives even
the extinct river of
desert !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL