FOSSILIZED LOVE

the different world
once created by someones
sand houses on the beach
knitted by soft fingers
the dreams as silky touch
foot prints are still existed
once they walked on
the wet surface holding hands
aquatic birds often visit there
and search the safe place
nesting process is continued
since the earth is born
uncontrolled waves sometimes
want to abolish

the fossilized heart
but failed to destroy the memories
in the low tide
the submerged mystic world
often visible in the moon light
layers of emotion
inhales from the muddy wet land
far away waves cries
and the tear drops hides
in the oysters inner bodies
fossilized love shines in the
shape of multicolored pearls-
---- shantanu sanyal

WHO KNOWS - - - ?

discarded,rejected,uncared
floating some rotten flowers
on the bank of the river-
the ancient temple stairs are
touching the destiny s consequences,
today someone is star of your eyes
tomorrow who would knew
out of detection might be,
do not love extremely,exceptionally
keep some space for
collecting the pieces of the
broken dreams---
little away a corpse is floating
on the waves, wandering dogs
are sitting near the edge with dropping
the saliva---
died did not know who loved, or hated
and emerged in the water
he is out of all philosophy
eagles, vultures are flying over the high
nothing is the new in it
death is the absolute truth
no one could disloyal to it
bells are ringing in the
ruined century old temple of Shiva
conch s sound mingling with
near by passing a train through the bridge
a dingy boat far away --towards the south
going to the unknown destnation
who knows the last mark of the journey?
the love and hate together promised for survival
might be it ridiculous but it is the 
part of life----
- - - shantanu sanyal

AUTHENTIC FLAMES

AUTHENTIC FLAMES
metallic darkness and ethnic love
rejects the artificial margins in the woodland,
a transparency challenges
to so called man made civilization
two shadows hugged as the wild climbers
live or die, on the each others arms
no taxomony, between the prey and predator
the centuries old thirst
a self burning process,a sweet sensation
flows through the nerves, winy winds,
wild mahuva flowers, blended in the saliva
an age old drink , breaks the myth
stripped shadows passed over the log bridge
the sweat smells every where
drum beating is continued in the lower valley-
in the tribal habitat through the monotonous
rythm,metallic darkness becoming the thicker
and thicker, near by nervous call of stag
hysterically,creating the atmosphere in more

ferocious and seductive flair
moon is hidden in the canopy
in midnight the ignition reached to its peak
massive burning every where
shadows moisturized, breathing and screams
converted in the sweet amalgum of satisfaction
hidden clouds are waiting some where
to burst in the millions particles
the moon still under the black
muscles of clouds, tonight nature
scattered more space for two unknown lovers.
---- shantanu sanyal

UNFOLD LAYERS

UNFOLD LAYERS
expression was tried to be domesticated
inner demon leaped and climbed to the brain
to be called a sterilized man
gone through by the yoga and gym
from the religious doctrines to secular ideology
tried to convert the pseudo principles
a method to winning the desires
connection to the sanyas--
for self declaration of a pure absolute male
always the hollowness attached
remained uncontrolled inner fire
found the most volatile,explosive
a massive dense forest burning--since the earth
is existed,necked truth--accepted the failures
internal monster never dies
in subconsense,pleasure have multi fangs
a lust of hot flesh, a power to supress the weaker
challenging the spiritual phobia
human being never to be domesticated
biologically or socially
widerness gives him pleasure,satisfactions
omnivores ---the supreme creature
no mask--no veil--no shame ---unfold
entire transparency
a full sized glass--highlighted by
false flowers,leaves ---
continued blooming and falling down
one by one in the dense darkness
the layers of civilization unfolds its colors
in the same way --- onions unfold
and gives away the tear drops
eyes are found always answer less --
every one wants to look his stripped image

in the mirror of life.
--- shantanu sanyal