Thursday 2 August 2012


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 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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/


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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/