THE DROP SCENE the rival whom I searched in the crowd, in the acute desire, across the dreamy sky, around  the cognition of love and hate, nobody was except the shadow of mine, for the complacency, all faces I found covered in pseudo mask, mosaic facade, on that segmental arch droplets of mirage, allured my persona, molded as they - have decided, given shape according their needs, on the path of life, accusation was meaningless, agonies created only - by me, heart tried to touch the brightness blindly, consequences ! blisters on the palm, though off and on brittle moment kissed the dripping wounds, to get more than destiny, the yearning grown in multi fold way, perception has nude beauty, it wants to see all hidden organs, the fear of aging is the - universal truth, mirror hadn't the miraculous power, stranded body looked in amazed way, night get down slowly from the chest of blues, far away morning tempting the soul, even I wanted to to love you everlasting, it couldn't be, except you also - someone loves me, here part of playlet has curtained mystery - - - - - - SHANTANU SANYAL http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ PAINTING BY DAPORE  http://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?poemnumber=1112892&sitename=crusade&poemoffset=0&displaypoem=t&item=poetry

IT DIDN'T INSIPID 

mottoed frill of evening clouds, gently

swarming on the western sky, life 

draws some sketch of  dream, 

few hexagonal cells, wants

to fill honey dipped

moments of 

love, 

I know, the fluctuations, rise and fall, 

withered before the blooming,

abruption of hopes like 

leaves, indigence

nevertheless 

heart 

doesn't wish to pass up the smile, 

what's happened if sometimes

destiny changes the acies,

in your affection I wait

pouring rain, tried 

to enlink the 

broken 

glass,

on that pellucid surface, it's true -

several times teardrops

have been emerged,

but your image in

my eyes,never 

allowed to

spill

out them, day and night, challenging

waves of time, dismantled the

euphoria, crushed the 

expectation, but 

my passion to 

get you 

near 

the chest, internal soul, it didn't insipid -

---- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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DIFFICULT TO SAY

Here horizon dazzles the beauty of

conscience, in the depth of
heart your spellbound
image emerged,
 reflection
of love
defuses from the curled emotion,
surface of ocean confused
several times to touch
the mosaic fringe of
submitting
point,
centuries have passed, the sun
waits for a glance of night
before transit to other
land of gloom,
in that
night, it's said two body having one
soul, often come out from the
ancient temple of dense
woodland, in the mid
night they bloom
as wild flower,
in that
fragrance I search your existence !
in the tinsel waves of that
crazy stream, moon
didn't find out
the exit
gate,
on that mysterious semi circular arch,
life waits for you, to show the
flame of desire, hitherto
inner earth's ignition
never extinct,
in that
pyre flame my love have been crossed,
now approval is hidden in your
heart to declare the intent,
that how much a person
can go through in
the process of
purity.

-- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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SWEET SCENTED NIGHT

that adventitious moment created new 

immense of corporeal unification,

life searched the cell of aroma,

efflorescence of eternal 

bloom, nest location -

where we had 

assumed 

each other, as flame fused inside the -

prairiie fire, chasm of passion

erupted, involved all the 

mysteries of relation, 

plumbaginous

blackness 

filled 

the ambrosia in the soul, into the nerves

myriad emotion of love floated, as

moonlit wild bloom becomes 

maverick dream, moves 

freely, flirting with 

cumbersome

midnight -

wind, 

body odor, warmth of breath, intensive -

touch of vivid lips, nearness, ray 

of milky way, entirely blaxe -

bath, life looks the sky

with full gratification,

before the dawn 

falling of 

passion flower damped into dew drops,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
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THREAD-LESS EMOTION

tinsel sky tonight filled unique rarity 

in the unclouded lap of life, my 

latent emotion, somnolence 

passion, a complete 

hangover brings 

nearer to you, 

it's said 

that in from your eyes, synaphea of 

fascination flows day and night,

stars forget the way, moon 

deviates across the blue

waves, the sweat of 

your frons makes

the paranoia,

heart gets

refuge near the trembling lip's edge,

I feel hypnotized supremacy in 

my persona, life moves as

wild flower swirls in the

circle of fragrance, 

the perfect 

touch 

of your resplendent love, never allows 

me to scattering, eternally body, 

soul remains in your fingers, 

as a puppet, I had have 

no control on me, 

just like a kite 

without

thread, desires rotate in the clear sky !

--- SHANTANU SANYAL  

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SOMETIMES IF ----

when darkness falls in the vicinity of 

cemetery of by gone era, life 

becomes active to 

weave the 

dream 

for survival, the silence have had a -

different language, often I felt,

moan of insatiate emotion,

gathering as evening's 

adventitious

clouds, 

appears on the western blue waves,

on that dejection moments,

heart searches your 

lively breath, 

hylic -

binding, exposure of complete body 

and soul, in earnest acceptance,

motivation for creative, fresh 

meaning of life, a feeling

of animation, the

coolness of 

oasis, 

--- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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THE UNDEFINED TRUTH 

fervid sensation in inner aperture, lips 

becomes the source of unknown 

fire, that domination gradually 

makes me trailer as night 

goes through lush 

darkness

almost crawling flames of passion, or

semi- dormant century old thirst,

abruptly arouses in the mid

night, decorous emotion

slowly steps towards

the denudation, 

bewitched

her incantation allures my persona as 

full moon dissolves in the sky, the

brilliant blue reflects but fails

to trace the lost path of 

moon, only some 

wet dust of 

nebula 

remains on cipher surface of cosmos,

I had have no interest to collect

the scattered outer layers 

on the floor, tonight 

let me live in the

untameable

world of 

realism, far away from pseudo planet,

so called the civilized,  pretense

world, in this moment I have 

no desire for a space 

in the celestial 

riddles,

just

 do not knock the portal of my life here,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
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THE BURNING PLEDGE

Self-analysis often goes into the mind,

impenetrable darkness, all at
once becomes awaken,
the pages of life’s
record book,
breathed
by
subterranean way, the mystic night
asked the peculiar questions,
the feeble beam of
moonlight or
movements
of cornea
beneath the closed eyelids, did -
create the dream? Exploring
the truth is difficult in the
mid-waves of turmoil
river, I hadn’t any
witness to
prove
that many times sailor had pushed
into the depth of the vortex, and
simply blamed on the cyclone,
destiny remained
silent,
in distance as the wordless spectators,
something was in the undying heart
that at all the times I tried to
save the consciousness from
submersing,
willingly
or unwillingly, I couldn’t succeed to –
auction my perception, though
calls were thunderous with
glittering hammer, this
character of mine
made entirely
immune, wounded persona never died,
may be empty hands, torn clothes,
naked legs, with ruined dreams,
but I waited for you, on the
edge of deep valleys,
on the prickly path,
I walked straight,
As burning
Pledge,
On the palm of fate, I smiled for you,

    SHANTANU SANYAL  

NEVER ENDING FEELINGS

As entangled silky threads sometimes

creates the dilemma, mind moves

repeatedly in only one axis, the

ending point becomes the

origin, choice remains

restricted, the life

takes support by the reverie, tries to

hold the path of imagination, it’s

the junction of new horizon,

failures were not the sign

of weakness’, high

tides of ocean

taught the

surfing,

ramshackle, shown the way for breathe,

perception, find out the difference -

between the dark and light, truth

and false, life desires to defeat

the negative thought, self -

reliance accepted the

task unfinished,

may be success will kiss the persona with

deep intensity, dreams never die,

they are never-ending feelings,

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

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THE MYSTIC POD OF LOVE

Either fireflies emitted its gleam or

your passion reformed the

beauty of eternal heart,

its mystified entirely

life, I had kept

the outer

layers

with the hook of thrilling love sting,

as you’re presence within the

mirror, I hadn’t the shame

to change the fabric

of perception,

raising

hands towards the collarbone, spinal

chord, nothing was forbidden

amid us, psyche goes all

the time to touch

the authentic

ecstasy, a natural glamour, charisma -

of your chaste, virtuous love,

holds me to disperse in

wilderness, the

fidelity of

relations keeps my breathing decent,

an illumine persona rises from

the muddy algae covered

pond, among the mass

of hyacinth clusters,

gradually the

stem grows

a pod of

beautiful delicate sleeping petals of

love in the shape of pink lotus.

• SHANTANU SANYAL

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