TOWARD THE SUBMISSION

the sound of muffled steps, in the silence 

of midnight creates the mystery of 

your obsessive love, blooper

to love you; beyond the 

imagination, 

inflames the persona, but how to leave all 

the endearment, reverie bindings !

somatic equation has its own 

priority I can understand, 

but how to unite the 

soul to soul, for

cerulean 

meeting, the emotion wanders entire night, 

are you on the roof of elusive world,

flirting the hypnotized fragrant

ring, it's now up to you,

to absorb whole 

the pulsation,

accept 

the delicate graph of breath I've nothing to 

submit - - -  

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

artist's name - no idea 

PRE - DEFINED

ever unclouded sky, sometimes off season 

rain, it's life, attached with uncertain 

chain, all prophecy don't

favor, whenever 

destiny

performs the pre - defined judgement, from

the throne to street isn't the long 

distance, nobody has the 

supreme power to 

stop the ring 

of time, 

the sublime phrase in a single moment turns

to epicedium, nature has its own 

law, no chance for the new

amendment - - 

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

 painting by Catherine G McElroy 

THE SPELLBOUND MOMENT

the illuminated sky, holding the finger, 

dream brings toward the another

life, feelings are dipped into

the sanctity, the moonlit

trail dipped into the

lemony glow,

emotion 

wants

to get back the innocence past, just far

away from all sorrow, pain, free 

from labyrinth of maturity,

the land of charmed,

without any inter -

fusion,

the raw gold of unexplored mines - - - - - 

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

art by john atkinson grimshaw 

BELIEVE ME - -

in the profound darkness, some residue is

remained, it's maybe difficult, but not

impossible to search the lost

beam, that promise had 

its own beauty, after

break it doesn't

forget to 

glow,

the wingless flight of my veneration isn't -

accepted the defeat, maybe night

has the long span, but it's not 

everlasting, just wait for

somewhere on the 

morning sky -

line,

I'll meet you - - - believe me - - - 

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

ART- dark night - source unknown.jpg

DO NOT SAY AU REVOIR - -

in the glaucous beautiful night, who 

seeks account of breath, the 

shadow asks the address 

of my existence, 

your affection

has 

the elusive effect, the self step sound 

creates uneasiness, in the rustle

of curtain, somewhere your 

love floats with magical

aroma, though in 

the backyard,

nocturnal

flowers yet, do not open the aromatic 

corpus, the heady moonlight

fills the intense hangover,

mind searches, don't

know what, the 

life suffers 

with 

inconclusiveness, extensive vacuum, 

a perception of losing the 

something special, 

though every 

thing is

nearby in its place - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Christian Skredsvig

  

THE INNER BEAUTY

that beauty which is inherent in the depth 

of heart, makes the life meaningful,

creates the overall aesthetic

touch, sharing the purity

of smile doesn't

need a single

penny 

but it reacts as the spellbound fragrance !

goes through mind to conscience,

ever come out from the self

circled planet you'll sure

get the destination

of peace and 

adoration, 

the 

life isn't limited to four walls, self centered

perception will demolish the persona,

just for one day, try to look from

the vision of hydrous eye,

many faces are 

awaited 

for your generous look, blooming smile - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Sue Pruett MDA

     

 

THE SILENCE

the silence - which shakes the inner world,

do not gaze me on that way, the gain

and loss are the part of life, it's

not less, that your love has

taught me the meaning

of life, a pain which

brings toward

the

tenderness, amid the troubles, the smile -

appears as the flicker of firefly, let 

allow to homecoming, injured

emotion wants a shelter 

of night, the dream

has it's own 

priority

but

isn't true that for survival that's significant,

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings Art by Tomas Sanchez from Cuba

EVER AGAIN

are you still waiting for miracle, though 

spring has passed away, in the 

plaintiffs the saffron have 

been dried, but 

something 

doesn't

faded, and that's the fragrance of your 

eyes, there's freshness of love so 

far, existed in the wind of 

twilight, life doesn't 

ready to accept 

the realism,

while mirror has refused to recognize !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Saffron Mancha

UNPUBLISHED

in the game of hide and seek, willingly 

you had chosen the part of search, 

since that, I've been remained

in the isolation waiting your

surprise, years have 

converted in the

decades, 

neither you've reached to touch the point

of conscience nor I've broken the 

promise of anonymity, silent

agreement of eyes never

unfolded the secret 

of love, all the

mysteries 

existed in the depth of unsolved emotion,

and that profundity of feeling always

forced to love you more than 

life - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

no idea about painter - cathching the light 

THE RYTHM OF PULSATION

the image wasn't the real, I asked
many times, the speechless
mirror just looked with
surprise, I tried to
remind that
my
existence is within your conscience,
how, you'll remove me from
the depth of transparent
realism, my fidelity
has the intense  
attachment,
it's
not possible to erase my echo from 
the rhythm of pulsation - -

SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

BEYOND THE HORIZON

extensive blue awning, again calls, the 

traveler has to walk on the path of 

unsolved conundrum, the fun

is hidden in the depth of 

labyrinth, the fickle

weather and 

numerous

aspires, life desires to touch innovative

dimension, if every thing will be on

the doorstep, then the meaning

of survival is nothing, the 

unexplored planet 

challenges 

openly,

a great deal is waiting on the trail of 

life - - - 

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

Henry Peeters Rockford Trail Painting

THE CHASTE EMOTION

gradually, the plunged earth emerged from 

the endless depth of hydrous darkness,

revealed of sun with innumerable 

flames from the womb of 

cumulus, the life 

welcomes 

the 

beauty of immaculate morning, the serene 

love of nature, communicates the

euphoria for survival, each 

and every particle gets

back the meaning,

the wave of 

love, 

compassion, fraternity, humanity searches 

the origin of your existence, to receive

the blessing for purification of 

conscience, interiority,

the refinement of 

persona,

life desires to go toward the path of sanctity,

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

natural painting by Jeff Clow

THE ENDLESS SEQUENCE

 that, adjuration wasn't the prim, however

you've broken, on that plumbaginous

twilight, the unconditional love 

was exchanged by us, 

the revolt had the

protean out -

look, but

we gladly accepted, under the banyan -

grove, witnessed by the strange 

earthen lamp, treaty of life

and death, in the dim

light, I had found,

a beautiful 

quatrain was emerged on your face,on 

that captivated moment, the 

engrossed body and 

soul hadn't time

to think, 

then

when and how, we separated, do not 

know, but life was left in an 

endless sequence of

breath - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

painting by Ivan Shishkin 1
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE UNTRACEABLE - -

yes, I've to go far away, through the 

helical path, in the remote of 

mysterious valley, near

the conspirator 

river, to 

get 

the address of extinct ocean which 

have been turned to desert, 

I don't know, eventually

I'll find the last rain,

once together

we've 

enjoyed the redemption bath, applied 

the perfume of immortality, shared

the ignition of fire womb, and

signed on the touchstone, 

an agreement of the

endless treaty,

something

wasn't

favorable or destiny has withdrawn the

promise, the body and soul didn't

become the gold, one altered  

into the soil another flew 

away with wind, alas!

that incomplete 

union 

remained unsolved as a mystic love -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

Fusionartist Rassouli’s painting 

THE SOFT REFLECTION

autograph of night was tearful, option hadn't

near the life, it's happened many times,

those nightmarish darkness, and 

submissive persona, the 

unwanted treaty 

signed by 

life, 

but it doesn't mean, everything has ended, -

somewhere out, there was light in the 

shadow, the address of morning, 

those flickers lifted the tiny

pieces of dream, once 

again the mirror 

appeals,

in the soft reflection, your love appears with

new dimensions - - - 

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

painting by Graham Cox

BEYOND THE SPACE

 in the mist of emotion, I've searched 

your existence, my soul will follow

until the edge of space, the 

somatic termination is

not the sign of 

release !

an endless chase wouldn't be allowed

you to breath freely, in everywhere

you'll find an umbra of my love, 

it's not so easy my dear to 

evasiveness, in each 

sigh, my image 

will be 

before your eye, it's may be another -

matter, but willingly too, you 

couldn't emancipate my

presence from the 

labyrinth of 

breath,

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

dream - painting by Randall David Tipton.jpg

THE BEAUTIFUL PLANET

maybe you've thought, that without you -

the life is stranded, that's myth, in

each step I've learnt the recoup,

it's natural, time heals all the

wounds, your love isn't

my destination, it 

has limited 

impact,

my dream has pervasive colors, desires

to contain whole the universe in the

heart, though it's the creation 

of delicate fibrous feeling,

but it joins easily to 

everybody, the 

sapour isn't

an aim !

dream would be fructify on that particular

night, when everyone will feel the 

pleasure of intrepidity, out of

any faith or philosophy,

a mass emotion of

humanity - - - 

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

painting by  Carol Keene

AT ALL EVENTS

oath to live and die together, do not -

repeat again and again, that

ambition which makes

the life the thirsty

deer running

behind

the

mirage, ends only on the minus world,

those dreams of early morning 

adores the persona, it's 

not necessary that all

dreams have the 

destination, 

some 

drop of dew hidden in the heart of -

petal's whorl, that's transient 

stay or your love for me, 

whatever is that

perception,

absolute

truth 

remains on the lap of burning pyre, it's

realism of life, every tear drops 

wasn't the pearl, each secret

of smile wasn't the cordial

beauty, every touch 

wouldn't be the 

the healing

touch, 

however life survives at all events - - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Paintings By Alexei Antonov 

THE TRUE PRAYER

too far, I know you will not be able

to go along me, anyway, as

much as you've walked,

thanks for that, from

here begins the

smoldering

path,

a melted emotion to crimp all the

rigid views, making ashes to

hatred, prejudice, brutality,

is it the supreme faith,

which makes the

unfettered

human,

I'm afraid to follow that path which

doesn't value the humanity, 

isn't it the way to hell

walking on the 

bleeding 

belief,

isn't possible to change the heart 

after looking people whine, 

what's that philosophy

which can't change

the mind, what's

use of that 

orison

which is not begged for others - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

prayer1

THE WORSHIP 

it's not transient matter of emotional 

bonding, feeling someone in 

persona with integral

form of love, not

so easy my 

dear to 

reach on that imperishable zenith, a 

single life isn't sufficient to 

perform the ritual of 

that immortal 

worship,

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

painting by Thomas Kinkade

THE POSSIBILITY

across the oceans, perhaps inhabited
the land of seven colors, before
the day break it glows
with new hopes,
someone
by sotto voce knocks the door, and -
keeps the bunch of smiles,
on the threshold, the
fragrant morning
welcomes
the
indomitable spirit, life prepares to
face innovative challenge,
in the meeting point
of dream and
realism,
the
horizon of new possibilities always
diffuses arms - - -

SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Kathleen Bergstrom
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE RELATION OF BREATH

let's once again weave the dream,
the uninspiring colors of
emotion are eager
to bloom, life
desires
to
create a live painting of love and
fraternal pigments, let's
try again to share
the pain and
sorrow,
the
question of survival isn't the matter
of personal, your life isn't
differ than me, same
pulsation, the
same
the graph of breath wants to touch
the horizon of bliss, nothing
is separate because
we are the same
product of
uniform
frame,

SHANTANU SANYAL

  painting by NINA ROBINSON 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/ 

THE RIGHTS TO BLOOM 

the perception which can arise from the 

depth of latent soul, that every face

has the certain quality, only 

needs the blooming 

environs, and 

a touch 

of affectionate support, no doubt one -

day that persona will scatter the 

hidden fragrance, that's the

symbol of humanism, 

beyond the ethnic

linguistic 

introduction, an outlook that everybody

has the equal rights to blossom,

without waiting for spring, 

just let the open, all 

self-centered

door,

make the planet more beautiful than 

the dream - - - 

SHANTANU SANYAL

TOWARD THE ENTIRETY 

do not tie me in unknown chain,

calling from far away all the

beauty of nature, the

cascade of crazy

flow, dripping

drop drop

the thin

cloud

on the blue valleys, blooming

again the bluish wild

flowers, random,

on the green

meadow

of

emotional surface, on these

moments, life becomes

eternal full with the

contentedness,

a link amid

the body

and 

soul, brings toward the entirety - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

painting by Robert Ballance 

THE MYSTIC INN 

above the *penta theory nothing would be 

remain, the golden somatic world 

has to melt one day without 

leaving the remnant, 

I know even

your 

love wouldn't be able to stop the last - 

departure, the ultimate truth is

the final destination, the 

flowering grove -

valley has to

shed,

only the fragrance of nice deed has

the perpetual age, otherwise 

every thing is nothing 

more than the 

mystic  

illusion, evanescent life, a temporary 

inn of one night - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Painting by Jeff White
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
* penta theory is based on Hinduism, believes that everything is made up of five elements, or building blocks: earth, water, fire, air, and ether. after death nothing remains.