transformed fresco
multi layered adortion
glorified my fragmented life
thanks you, aknowledged me
and shared the broken sides
frescos were awaited since a long times
to refill the live colours- a meaning
you included me in your life
a sinking boat touched the edge
a dried tree transformed with tender leaves
never thought way of life would be so
beautiful,a healing touch change me
completely
thousands desires are born
with several hopes and dreams
wordless moments strat speech
whenever you hold the hands softly
and said-
life is so beautiful --- just look into
the my eyes, consistently i am forgetting--
that i am on the earth or
walking on the delicate moon rays ---
-- shantanu sanyal
Sunday, 8 August 2010
IDENTITY
do not ask my identity
a large canvas greater than the sky
from vedas to vivekanand
roots are firmely existed
from the mohenjodaro to kaashi
and branches extended
to all the universe
the ocean deep culture
surviving since creation of cosmos
its easier to demolish the temple
a faith is more powerful
no one can eras from the heart
a giant river is flowing since ancient era
many tributaries came
from different direction
and submerged in it
a unique colourful land
unknown origin and endless flow
evolution of my identification
is beyond the imagination
after the last judgement
or pralay my presence will be certain
no one could be denied it
i am the torch bearer of the next civilization
i am Indian --only Indian
-- shantanu sanyal
a large canvas greater than the sky
from vedas to vivekanand
roots are firmely existed
from the mohenjodaro to kaashi
and branches extended
to all the universe
the ocean deep culture
surviving since creation of cosmos
its easier to demolish the temple
a faith is more powerful
no one can eras from the heart
a giant river is flowing since ancient era
many tributaries came
from different direction
and submerged in it
a unique colourful land
unknown origin and endless flow
evolution of my identification
is beyond the imagination
after the last judgement
or pralay my presence will be certain
no one could be denied it
i am the torch bearer of the next civilization
i am Indian --only Indian
-- shantanu sanyal
The last sink
The last sink
Hang about a moment
My eyes desire to feel you
Just like a passion flower
Gives eternal fragrance
Drop by drop to wind,
Remain touching the chest
Till moon drops into the
Waves of affection ------
Let darkness more cloudy
Lips desire to pick
One by one the hidden
Loves scattered on the
Body in particles of -
Numerous tiny lives,
Breath like a volcano
My persona wants to
Absorb the concealed
Melting beauty –
Loving you till the
The extinction of the earth
It s my last determination
Let the morning wait
Somewhere in the
Back door of horizon,
I want to enter tonight
In the depth of unknown
The unknown ocean ---
--- shantanu sanyal
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