THE UNSEEN DESTINATION 

the same style of expediency, lack in 

faithfulness, as usual artifice, it's

same erosion on the wet 

land of brink, again 

call to sailor of 

mid stream,

life had 

never the liberation except the touch 

of your blessing hands, here all 

the rivers fall into the estuary,

the ocean of divine charm,

never chooses the flow

on basis of sanctity, 

on that unseen

levee every 

body has the equal attribution, then 

why several tunnels to go through, 

near the amazing light beam,

I often think for that, when

nothing is discrete

among us then

why world 

asks 

the identification of my existence - -    

- - SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE INFINITY OR CIPHER

the midnight rain brings the obsessive

feelings with seductive emotion,

that’s natural, night blooms

often, unfolds the whorl

of petals to release the

ceased fragrance,

wavy breath

touches to

spine,

your presence closest to the body and

soul , underlines the immortality of

love, the last hours of obscurity

invites the inner illumination,

all the exposed or roofed

solitude suddenly

reflects the

realism,

the outer unattractiveness becomes

inferior than the aesthetic beauty

of heart, this organic appeal

into the darkness makes

the illusive world of

boondocks, the

passion goes

back to

primitive era, the coating of culture

falls down one by one, the flame

of wood or inner blaze of

genesis becomes the

reciprocal reaction,

all the hatred,

prejudice,

rich and

poor,

divine or atheist, classical or jargon, all

the lingua franca here understands

only one language, balancing

equation of male and

female, the most

beautiful art

of hidden

artist,

the living creation in the sequence of

genetic truth, perhaps the mystery

of life, immense acceptance

and all-inclusive disperse,

if you think everything

would be yours,

otherwise the

world is

not bigger than the floating bubbles,

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