Knock of 2013 - -

life isn't easy, I know, however - 

everyone should live in 

hope of  beautiful 

morning, 

and 

that dream of all wellness, never

permit the eye to drip down 

the tear, in that frozen

corneal remains

the hidden 

ray 

of tomorrow, and that's life - - - - 

* * 

- Shantanu Sanyal 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Surabaya Paintings 

THE UNCERTAIN GLARE - -

those eyes have the necromantic 

appeal of dreary desert or 

my love has the thirst

of decade long

undulation, 

often, 

life returns, again and again on -

the same point of origin,

the passion or 

the ardent 

desire, 

emotion becomes the nomadic 

stag, an unending chase,

towards the friable

clouds of a

mirage, 

either it's the extreme path to -

meet the soul or the 

indication of 

the entire

disintegration into the earth - - -

an uncertain glare of 

star before the 

breaking

down !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Marina Petro 1

art by Debra Faith Keller
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE LAST MOMENT - -

someone has made this insoluble,

indeed, between our emotion 

there's no differences !

whatever be the

appearance,

but we 

are 

not dividual, since the creation - - 

nothing is changed, the 

destination isn't

different, 

in the 

last moment, destiny brings to all

toward the same endless

path for everlasting

journey, leaving

all the decor

upholstery, 

passion malice, own alien, chortle 

tears, affection aversion, finally 

when nothing except the 

emptiness, why 

then such 

a distance amid the hearts - - - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Kirk Moon Wave

RAY OF HOPE - -

again a messianic soul is awaited, from 

somewhere, bringing the flambeau  

of humanity, the blood oozing

heart waits for that 

emancipator,

afflicted

life 

wants resurgence of distracted way of 

civilization - - - 

* * 

- Shantanu Sanyal 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

innocent smile 

HITHERTO IT'S UNKNOWN - -

those deserted eyes, and untold

real events of life, somewhere 

looked complement to

each other, on 

that smile 

had 

the latent pain or search of the -

messianic bless, difficult 

to say, in that winter

night sitting 

alone 

on the stone of desolate shrine,

I've found the truth of life,

address devoid, an 

unstamped 

letter !

searching some familiar faces 

in the crowd of affectionate 

shadow, few vitreous

dreams holding 

the hands 

of some ruthless persona, the

laugh of unknown dawn 

or chortle of the 

darkness, 

what 

was that elusive environs, still

life doesn't know - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

winter night 

THE MIDNIGHT HOLLO - -

everything isn't over, still, doesn't 

extinct the rainbow's colors 

in the soaked sky, 

yet, your love

calls 

in disparate way, as the midnight 

hollo of lonely gray stork,

near the cabalistic 

eastern sky -

line !

you've been included into the - -

depth of soul, not possible

the separation of 

aroma from 

subtle

cell of emotional nucleus, it has -

indefinitely intimate effect,

alike the pricks of 

peaked thorn,

after the

break

leaves a prolonged perception 

of sweet pain forever - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by Rod Tribiger

NEARER TO THE RUIN - -

do not know why, tonight's moonlight 

looks little depressed, are you 

the same, who once 

said that all 

colors 

of life exist in my love, then why the 

sky looks shattered awning of

dream, the silence of 

yours, do not 

take the 

life,

not knowing where, soundless - -

something has broken, 

an unseen crevice 

is hidden 

amid 

us I do not know, how did get the 

fragile surface, deep injury, 

while physically

you're near

but the 

emotions are vagrant, moving in 

some other planet, alas !

you're engaged in

your own

world,

the land of everlasting attachment

is nearer to wreck - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Moonlight Painting by Elke Sommer 

ARE YOU WAITING FOR ME - -

I know, you're waiting for me,

obviously, in you eyes 

some elvish 

emotions

are 

emerging with seductive way,

in that sweet conspiracy,

heart desires to 

immix, life 

wants 

to play the game of loop throw,

in the intoxicating obscurity,

let touch my soul with

passionate, silky

style, before

the moon

rise, let persona should be - - 

resplendent with your 

profound love, 

* * 

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

ArtWork By Scott Burdick 

Oil Paintings by Jon Jensen

RE - INVENTION - -

today let it be, some other day, we'll

think about the importance of 

each other, in this 

moment no 

other 

accusation, just floating on the flow

of time, why not be, a tacit 

agreement amid us,

re - invention, 

an aspire

to find 

each other with new aesthetic touch,

this evening has a different 

glamour, as an

alcoholic

fermentation, flaming inebriation - - 

life once again calls you to 

share the beautiful

moments - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Ann Warner 

THAT'S GLASS ONLY - -

beyond that fog, there's a land or the 

aquatic abstraction, from here

to say that's not relevant,

indeed, to feel in 

the breath, 

needed

to reach on the spot, to surprise the -

life, often, in the surface of 

dreams, I've been

looking for 

you, it's

not fair to play with fragile emotion, I

know very well, nevertheless,

on the stake keeping 

the life, isn't the

fatal always,

to get 

something, it's inevitable to lose - - - 

something also,

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

bird of paradise on glass
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

SLID OFF WAVES - -

it's a matter of fate or pre-birth gift

whatever, we had to meet,

so we've meet again,

the flow of time 

has its own

priority !

nobody knows where it'll take the 

life, amid the sea waves 

and coast though

there was a 

treaty 

but again destiny influenced, all -

calculation failed in last,

some aggrieved 

feelings, 

some

pieces of pearlescent shell except

that nothing was on the 

arid silence, the 

endless -

waiting, 

farthermost, slid off blue ocean - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Pauline Walsh Jacobson.

THE PERFECT UNION - -

such a beautiful evening, do not be 

moony, let exposed the yearn 

of heart, give a rise to 

feelings, life wants

a chance to

bloom, 

the nocturnal blossoms in the alley

of emotion, emerging with 

the new aromatic 

definition, 

so far

love doesn't touch the passionate 

level, still, dreams of hydrous

eyes are  green horn, 

do not create an

unseen 

space amid us, tonight is the night

of perfect union of body and

soul - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

warm-sunset - unknown painter

THE DIRECTION LESS MOVE - -

night has been deepened, now 

no more chance to save 

the persona, from 

the influence

of the

amethystine darkness, as the -

melting vapors on the 

glassy window 

panes,

the passion smoldering slowly,

perhaps in a few moments

it would be the shape 

of wild fire, the 

qualmish 

woodland and the hue of black 

buck amid them, indeed

somewhere is 

hidden 

our deranged love, god knows!

what's concealed in the 

matrix of wavy 

insanity !

we're just going to move in the

directionless carousel - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Jean Vadal Smith’s  oil painting..jpg 1

  

THE LAST O'CLOCK OF NIGHT - -

for a long time stayed the evening 

with filled fascination, I've

waited for you, till the 

last o'clock of

night on 

the bank of stable river, gazing - -

the celestial bloom of space,

I've been looking for 

a glance of you,

in emerging

bluish 

light of magnificent sky, the entire

night, the soul wandered 

to touch your heart,

to get the bless

for rebirth

from 

your, talismanic, profound eyes - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Tulips and a Stained Glass Window by ann mortime.jpg

KOHL EYES OF SOMEBODY - -

several times it's happened too, 

that, to be very close the 

edge and hands 

misses the 

rudder !

the stream of time carries away

the life, toward the unknown

destination, then we've

no other option, 

except to 

look 

silently, the sliding back coast - -

beautiful blooming trees,

the shrine stairs,

captivating 

silky 

darkness, kohl's eyes of some -

body, tries to prevent the 

voyage of life further,

but the anchor 

remains

in the hands of invisible destiny !

* * 

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

paintings by Maitreyii 

THE INNOVATIVE BEGINNING - -

they often ask me the cause of failure,

though in my view I'm still fighting

against the adverse stream,

that's their own assay,

expectation to 

reach on 

the 

destination isn't over, may be they look

only the short break, and thought

the defeat, that's the only 

one side of coin,

indeed from

here 

the life reconstituted to keep continue

the journey, not meant to shine 

as lightning, the rain will 

be strenuous ! still

in the winds 

floating

the 

feeling of your everlasting love, the - -

boat of emotion doesn't

care the collision

of eroded 

edge,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
alone sailor - unknown painter 

I AM STILL IN YOUR SPIRIT - -

do you still love me, in the same way,

or diluted the passion under 

shadow of changing

weather, often

life thinks

about

that, though I know, in your breath -

the redolence feeling of my 

proximity, still existed,

as the moonlit -

passion

flower,

in the late night, wafts the pleasant 

fragrance, do you feel or not,

but it's sure, impatient

heart beats says,

unconsciously

you open

the 

glass window, looked at the clouds

and the sinking moon, and 

felt the olfaction of 

live poetry,

still

I believe, you didn't forget me, so 

far, I'm still in your spirit - - -

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

solitary - about painter no idea 

HALF OPEN PERFUME VIAL - -

that look which penetrates too far, inner 

the heart, do not glance me on 

that way, with great 

difficulty, the

heart has 

emerged recently, give me some time

to recover, only one recourse is

near you, that's a anchor 

or hypnosis - line,

I don't know,

but life

doesn't sink into the dark vortex of the - 

time, even in the autumnal state 

emotion gets the vernal 

touch, that's your 

the modest 

beauty 

or a smile longer than the life, not easy 

to say, something is concealed

in your love, that holds 

every moment 

of solitude,

as a half open perfume vial - - - - - - - - !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
kosmos glass by leonic 

THE BURNING DESIRE - -

where's the end of this desire, that 

you love me, more than any 

thing, even yourself,

it's a claim or the 

captivating

dream,

often thinks the pulsation of heart, - 

if it could be a feint, or made

of mind, however it's

beautiful to live 

the rest of 

life,

circuitous route starts from here, a 

blind canyon or the blooming

valley awaiting on that 

turning point, hard 

to say, the 

mist

of your love drags me, toward the - 

inadvertently destination - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Petra Ackermann

DREAMS NEVER DIE - -

I'm not going to quit, let, them to -

ruin me, I'm sure one day, 

I'll emerge from 

these stormy 

waves,

there's a path which goes through 

your eyes, still edges of bliss

are awaited in your 

conscience, 

so far,

on the ruins of ancient shrine, the

unseen earthen lamps aren't

extinguished - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Mike Klung Morning Luster I Painting

moonlit lake - artist Tony Gorte
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE MYSTERIOUS WAVES - -

once again calling, the ceaseless edges of 

your hydrous eyes, in the far - off,

some nomadic clouds are 

gathering under the 

unseen stormy

sky, blazing 

valleys

maybe get the resuscitation, obviously the

freshness in the wind, brings some

redolent news of your silent

consent, life again 

emerging 

from

the gloomy mood, toward the passionate 

undulated waves of the ocean - - 

* *

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings by Larry Wall 

THE AROMATIC VICINITY - -

between the grand sky and stunning

earth, perhaps held the secret 

meeting, as the darkness

deepens, the wild

floral aroma

became

more 

active with rapid spread, on your - - 

circean cornea, life searches 

a short, safe shelter for 

tonight, whatever 

be the plot 

of fate, 

tomorrow, will be dealt, for now just,

your fragrant love is existed 

in my breath, a vital 

sigh is your 

vicinity,

* * 

 - SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Pancho Vining