The beauty of soul

 

 
 

 

 The reflection of a rainbow existed on the wet surface of a delicate heart. It is your veneration for my feelings, or you just get down from the sky. Dreams are surfing like dolphins,

embraced soundlessly from the back. It is you or passionate waves that grasp my silent but impatient heartbeats. I am standing between the two edges of the ocean. Another is arms. 
I want to scatter all the pleasures by the awesome mosaic, the flow of love. 
The multicoloured foams touch my whole personality; the ocean is touching the beach disparately,with tidal yearning. 
In your swayed arms, my life becomes a
 creek covered both sides by blooming mangroves and wild aquatic rare blossoms. 
How to describe the beauty of closeness: "I feel heavenly emotion in your humid breathing, the up down movement of throbbing our love inhales the divine mystic beams,

 

In this junction, life looks smaller, desires defiance numerous times to ethical masks,
 wants to go back to the primitive era,
 strips off the rules and regulations of the so-called civilised society, and caged emotion wants to expose the beauty of the soul.
-- shantanu sanyal

the premature death

twilight moon is appeared on the blues

little late, all the birds reached to their

nests, some night quills are twitchy too,

sapphire darkness is filling slowly the bliss

of dreams, we are sitting holding hands,

beneath the banyan tree, moon light is

synthesizing your oval shaped, beautiful

face, hanging roots are like the desires

going in the depth of earth to fetch the

wet, in the mist of milky light my image

i can see clearly in your big dove eyes,

i have had many questions to ask you, but

after touching your soft fingers i felt that

its too earlier to go nearer to the blaze of

immortal oneness, let dream to be more

matured, i will wait for you somewhere

on the stairs of ancient temple, as one day

i believe you would be passed through my

persona, just like monsoon rains, out burst

of dream clouds, than i will touch your soul

until that a space is de riguer between us

the exchanging of breathing is expected, its

natural for two bodies, but ahead, its not 

easy to travel in the corporal waves, it will

finish the romance of life, just let me to know

the depth of love, the flowering valley

its too earlier my friend to collect the fragrance

let blossom swirl the environment, with full

beauty, my heart just stretched the flow of 

love,please surf on it with full liberty as you 

wish, i do not want the premature death of

chaste adoration ----

---- shantanu sanyal  

depth of silence

before the crack of dawn some
flowers dropped on the surface
of adjoined the stable blue lake,
trails of night goes through the
mysterious wild of sentiments,
i looked you standing hours, on
the wooden bridge of tiny stream
the flow of adoration is slowly
passing towards the lovely dream,
the precincts of my imagination
says your eyes have something
unique allure, forced to meet
though you never called in a way
that i could left the world in a moment
nevertheless i submitted the soul

to you, depth of silence is a riddle
i accepted the stairs to serpent fangs
let time has to decide i would be
winner or fall down to genesis of
stream in unknown enigmatic point,
in the nerves of heart your love
passes all the time, i know one day
you would be traveled with me in
the life as the everlasting companion,
glasses have brittleness with truth too
mind, heart,soul wants to release the arid
negativeness, as love has no artificial
flavor, its natural free from blemish
here heart wishes liberation from the
clutches of controversial  birth, death
purification of soul or riddles, logics of
human made psychology, philosophy
the mingling of two hearts is a divine
truth, and needed only chaste love infinite  -
--- shantanu sanyal