THE INFINITE VOTIVE 

ever try to go through my breath, -

how much is influence, in

the adoration, perhaps

you would be

known,

lives in these sentiments the thirst

of eternity ! the everlasting

combustion, I wish that 

you could see, 

implausible

is my

love, beyond the dream, out of any

literal parable, such as an

immortalized poetry, 

the throbbing

alphabet,

it 

arises as the fragrant smoke from

the temple - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

art by William A. Fraser
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

SHROUDED UNDER THE ASHES 

the stranger eyes, chasing the persona,

behind the scene remains impulsion,

pseudo face doesn't hesitates

in front of life sized mirror, 

it crosses the flaming

ring, it's your 

aspire 

or a profound conspiracy to play with

emotion, that's maybe secret, 

hidden in your heart, my 

passion doesn't

care the 

effect

of burn, touches again and again - 

all the fire reservoir, let, the

extinct volcano must 

be appeared in

tonight !

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

1- painting by andré schmucki

2 -Abstract-Painting-002, no idea about painter
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THE MISTY PERCEPTION 

not a sound anywhere; nor I get my 

news; a trance, or descending

the opiate, what kind of 

magical shadow 

all around,

spread 

over valleys, such as the way of the

glass membrane, a vibration 

floating in the winds, to 

touch the inner

graph,

how does it stand offishness, deep 

solitude in the crowd, ineffective 

your love, invisible attraction

lure away somewhere 

in the mist, what 

kind of

stoicism, not freedom, nor an 

indulgence; continuing 

the diversion, amid

the relapse 

and the 

emergence, an unknown hand, 

every time, such as 

marching toward

the darkness 

to take 

over all abstraction, that's reason -

conscience never dies - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

artist Misty Morning by Bonnie Hamlin
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