Tuesday 11 September 2012

PLEASE RELEASE ME - -


do not drag me toward the subliminal 
illusion, it's heard, nobody returns
from that particular point, I've
to complete a lot of 
commitments, 
your love
has 
endless aspires, the life has counting 
days, your destination exists 
across the aurora, my 
existence is some -
where among 
the familiar
faces, 
do not make me stranger in my world !
just release me from your fragrant
fascination, I can't fly, let me 
to be remain on the land, 
unchain me from the
celestial beauty,
the origin
and 
the end, both are realism of earth - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Kate Weston

ON THIS MOMENT - -


those vows, which were made ​​of glass,
so let it be broken, that was its 
destiny, life doesn't stay,
for left over fellow, 
time doesn't
stop for 
anyone, the endless travel, and alone -
viator, that's the realism, which
says invisible or somatic,
whatever is that 
source of 
the inspiration, from one end to other it's 
kingdom of continuous intensive 
mist, the strange nodule
and night and day's
tug of war, the 
available
moments are the only reality, others let
remain into the pages of future,

- SHANTANU SANYAL   


before evening - painting by Thomas Kinkade 

THAT'S LIFE - -

tonight has gone as usual gloomy, empty 
handed returned all the wounded
feelings, the avenue of sky 
remained murky, the 
emanation of 
light was 
inactive, nevertheless ! in the depth of -
breath, your love has consoled,
re invited to the obstinate
dreams, the life once
again signed on 
the moment
of living -
treaty, except the conciliation, no other
option, that's life - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
no idea about the painter