DO YOU KNOW - - - 

flowers bloom is gone again, If you've

ever touched, petals, probably in 

the tip of your finger is 

existed the life,

sprout has

came out, appeared new life into the 

dry stipes, do you know, your 

smile has  the rarest 

essence, 

life is

becoming the chromatic, again, enliven 

a dream, an ointment; the hands 

of a prayer, the inner angelic

beauty embracing all

the depression

of life, 

do you know, in your love, an heavenly 

stream flows, with multi

tributaries of

ecstasy, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting - source - image shack 

THE CIPHER CODE 

repressed fire of chest, and the crater 

weren't similar, before the 

eruption of feeling, 

life couldn't 

scream, 

fumes

did not arise, only hydrous eyes looked, 

your returning step,the pain of 

rejection wasn't severe 

after playing with

the toy,

breaking it mercilessly; raised question, 

I had never thought love would

be so low pricing, anyway

there's a saying, that

after losing,

reminds

the life, value of receipt, maybe, you had

your own helplessness, a revelation

or a way of life, but for me it 

was a sense of rebirth,

everlasting

relationship; over supernatural union of 

souls, that wasn't the cipher code, 

that's my failure, I couldn't 

explain, the depth of 

love wasn't so 

mystic, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

The Hidden Path of Gems

THE RAY OF INSIGHT 

I'm verse libre, do not try to mold me in 

your hypothesis, depth, will be lost 

in the darkness, do not look 

me in the fog; like a 

dodder vine,

I will

wrap to your persona ; nothing would be

gain by self-immolation, a long-

lasting combustion, an 

unquenchable 

thirst of

lips,

will be remained  as a wandering soul, a

fugitive householder, the monk in

pseudo layer, no one 

understands 

such

discourse, if you can save yourself from 

beautiful fraud, then do not waste 

the time,  very simple and 

straightforward, if 

you want to

get me,

look at own conscience; I was there,I'm 

still existed, from title page on

colophon; in your reflection,

in your heart, in your

mind, 

where I'm not, in conscious or 

unconscious, every 

moment,

each breath consists my presence, do 

not run after the shadow, just 

feel my intense affection,

prepare yourself to 

assimilate my 

love in the

soul, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Ralph - Art, 

THE UNKNOWN ARTIST 

source of inspiration, I don't know,

maybe, invisible beauty, 

which makes

beautiful 

feelings, or unknown, a painter 

who fills color in life; wet

dreams are put 

on the 

corner of each eye, it's your love

or a divine gift, life before

falling at every 

step goes 

handle itself; the belief that 

someone is around,

flowers and

leaves, 

thorns and dew; survival in hot 

desert, everything has

its own 

importance;

just need to feel - - - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Magic Forest

THE UNEXPIRED LIGHT

the thirst of insight wasn't easy, a thirst 

inside thirst, a desire above the 

somatic need, an eternal 

truth beyond the

philosophy, 

separated from non-duality and duality,

the abysmal love crosses the

bridge of death, ahead 

of emptiness,

period, 

epoch,  land, sea and sky, outside of 

happiness, sadness, illusion 

and reality, liberated 

from the 

contradictions of stoicism and passions,

all out of men and women, gender,

complexion, physical,

immaterial,

the

ultimate happiness, is the culmination of 

humanity; after receipt of this truth,

the divine light is not needed,

a person becomes itself

celestial beauty,

the inner 

illumination of  kindness, compassion, 

generosity, sense of all beings

be happy; at this point life

becomes pure gold;

and shines for

indefinitely, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Mattsart Fine Art Gallery 

THE RE-TRANSLATION

why not again; try to know each other,

invite to new horizons, let refill 

colors to the evening 

blues, the journey 

of life is

prolong, why not share it with open -

heart, each other's happiness

and sorrow, dream and

nightmare; victory 

and defeat,

success and failures, sunlight and 

shade, slope - ascent, this is

the essence of life; in the

hydrous eyes, why

shouldn't  be

decorate the world of galaxy, again 

life wants to rearrange the 

beauty of life, the 

eternal 

splendor love - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

midnight by Cofiboi Streetwalker

THE RARE DEAL


across the river, sunset paused for some
moment, the shadow of blue mountains,
and your consent, somewhere
looks like an equation
of mystery,
nevertheless,
the heart
wants
to say something to you, it's not so late,
yes, it is a strange silence, or
thunderbolts will fall, the
love doesnt walk
on the path
of
foreboding, like the unexpected deluge,
let me wash away; the life desires
to be lost into the river
valleys, wants to
reach on the
unknown
destination, the floating land of dreams,
or may be the extensive desert,
destiny has no other third
phase, just throw
the trap ring
of your
love,
after losing everything, life wants to get
you, with the amplitude way - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
arizona-sunset - by Greg Cartmell

OUT OF PROPHECY

 a short while ago, evening get down, 

it's not yet cimmerian, let it little 

romantic, emotional 

waves trying to 

walk on 

the 

rhythm of emotion, the quatrain of life 

opening the fragrance cells, 

dreams are peeping 

from your eyes, 

expect 

to live a prolong, has gone up slowly,

perhaps unconsciously, you've

touched my heart, a sweet

clangor has emerged, 

dimmed flame 

becomes

bright suddenly, further condition is 

unpredictable, as without clouds 

rain, anyway it's beautiful,

the proximity 

of 

uncertainty, an amazing fascination - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

precious roses 

THE BROKEN PROMISE

you did not come, the time stayed,

everything was numb, hazy

moonlight, dimmed

stars,

you did not come night has gone,

as a bird in the cage, hides

the beak in own

feathers,

you did not come, lost one by one 

all bunch of night jasmine .....

the emotional

fragrance

gradually became fade, poor

persona, wandered like

a shadow;

you did not come, resonance, to

be returned so far, some

void, some wet 

leaves, 

a pricks, hawthorn flowers and 

broken dreams, again

there was 

nothing 

around me; you did not come, life 

went back last night; empty-

handed slowly, walking 

along the railroad

tracks,

crossing the dried stream, in search of

dawn, toward an unknown 

remote island - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

painting by Artist Graham Gercken

THE NASCENT MORNING

night had hidden some deep secret, on 

its dark lappet, some beautiful 

moments,not appropriate 

to unfold them, a little 

lively emotion,

the touches

of affinity, 

few 

drops of celestial love, some undefined 

relationship, devoted proximity,

the kisses of moonlight,

to the snow covered 

peak of mountain,

the lunatic flirt 

with dense 

clouds,

fog descends from the pine trees, mystique 

of the night singing, and light 

emanating from the

monastery,

lily of the

night 

and tured incense; the heat of breath,

extensive serenity, intense blue

 light, damp night of orchid

 blossom, body united 

to the merger;

wild vines

towards the stems of the trees, birth of new

seedlings, on the newborn leaves, 

some precious drops of love,

greenish yellow colored, 

the arrival of rare 

morning - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

THE ABSTRUSE CONDITION

of course, I'm obsessive by birth, no prob, 

you can say stubborn, sporadic, any

other thing - - it's impossible to 

you, to make evasiveness 

from me, deliberately 

to be unaware,

even if you 

want release, an invisible vine will clench 

you, if do not believe, just try, the

skein of silk threads will 

not open; you, 

yourself

will get stuck in a snarl, my breath has taken

place, in your body and soul; now, 

you will have to keep this 

relationship,

forever, 

such as night jasmine becomes perfume,

after dissolving in oil, just the 

same way, you have 

reached on

that

level, the eternal amalgam, an unbreakable

element, I'm afraid, liberation is 

difficult in natural way, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

ART  -  the Mystic Forest by Patricia Maertz

YOU CAN'T FORGET ME - - -

do you still waiting for me; or someone 

has confused, the path of 

resonance, do you 

still remember

me and 

smile,

or somebody has been taught you, to

laugh freely, whether still in your 

heart, the lamp of my love 

is illuminated, or a 

stranger has 

made

you the galaxy, in the gloomy evening, do

you yet standing on the door,

or you've stopped the

reading the book

of poetry, 

keeping the fresh tuberose into delicate

vase, perhaps, whispering an

old song in new tune, 

fusion with the 

scented 

emotion, I know, it's damned, to keep

continue to love someone

everlasting, but heart 

says, you can't 

forget me,

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

Robin Painting by Jennifer Matthews 

THE BLOOMING SEASON

Inclined clouds wants to touch, let it 

scatter and break in drops, the 

dried lips want freshness,

nothing's wrong, if 

someone is

included,

life's open space desires that, amid 

the lips and the beaker unseen 

distance always remains,

dreams and reality 

walks together,

two parallel 

lines

goes far away, somewhere may be  

meets by mistake, emotions

placed on the thorny

paths, love is

originated 

from 

you, invisible let it complete in the 

depth of eyes, night lilies 

hides the secrets 

of aroma,

unfolds

the essence whenever delighted, life is

attached with your heart, breathing

based on your eye lash 

movements, give

me an 

passionate touch, season wants to 
bloom again, let me immerse
in the depth of feeling, 
let me diffuse, in
your

persona.

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

Painting - Lily of the Valley by Artbyrachel

THE SELF - RECOGNITION

today will not be any other thing; only
silence will speak; there should
be the space such, that you
couldn't touch me, need
a lively feeling only,
an invisible
entrance, towards the soul, through
the instinct, to the unknown
destination, into the
abstruse depth
of love,
an immersion into the rare light of
miraculous affinity, which can
heal the malignant pain,
a grace which can
alter the
depraved heart, a revival can which
change the complete
life - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Rassouli's Paintings - divine 

THE SELF DECEPTION

do not love me in such way, that I will be

alien among the familiar faces, 

don't say, that you're a 

defunct soul 

without

me,

my breathing stops, whenever, you say, 

even after the death, you will love

me in everlasting way,

do not make me

the divine

glow, 

let me remain as a earthen lamp, at least,

it wouldn't be painful, after 

extinguished, do not 

say that you've

loved me 

more 

than yourself, I'll not bear the 

self-deception !

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

by Kit Gentry