THE VAGRANCY 

a strange tickling filled by somebody;

an unseen floating pulls towards

the blooming valley, again 

life wants to love you,

all left behind; the

chains of

unnecessary, vagrancy of heart and

changing the weather sides, now

who is interested for pseudo 

prophecy, whatever the

heart wants; that's 

the realism, 

the remaining; nothing other than just

dreams - - - 

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

hibiscus 

THE SPIRAL TRAIL

spring returned; and has imprinted,

perhaps, someone's name; 

sustained a knock on

the surface of 

heart,

from where, wet wind brings; the

wave of life;  in somatic 

foramen; such as 

windows of

fragrance are left exposed, an 

insobriety each side; 

each moment, the 

uncertainty; 

each 

second a new realization, have

achieved or something

lost the heart; do 

not know the

mind, a 

semi-sleepy; consciousness hasn't 

the grip, eccentrically step

without the addiction,

the straight trail;

looks the 

spiral - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

shades - by Charlie Waite Memory 

IMMINENT ERUPTION

in this surreal vicinity, the earth

looks as a rising sphere of cold

flame, an embryonic zeal

breaths from the ocean

of infinite obsession,

a suppressed

storm

towards to surface, the distance

between veracity and dream

becoming shorter, step by

step; effect of craving

ignites the sleeping

aspiration, the

cell of scent

or helix

of volatile emotion wants to split,

glimmer of love appearing on

the corporal waves, the

startling quiver looks

as all-embracing

midnight

rain;

the unseen clouds are gathering

on the wide chest - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL  

  

   http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  art by virginia-gieremek