Wednesday 7 November 2012


THE LAST OCLOCK - -

an inclusive silence, in the far-flung,
on the skyline, some dense
clouds gathering with
nascent storm !
in the late
night,
most probably, desolate feeling will
get the freshness, it’s seemed
that someone touching
the perception with
a delicacy !
lost
dreams are reappearing on the glass
pane, few droplet or breathing
vapors, familiar somatic
odor trying to enter
into the depth
of ethics ,
the
conscience searching the path - - -
finder, desperately - -
  • SHANTANU SANYAL 
    http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Maxfield Parrish

THE IGNEOUS OATH 

the emerging dreams of your love,
among the dense clouds,
life searches the 
unique 
meaning of survival, the replete
beauty of inner purity,
guileless affinity 
selfless 
agreement, a swear to live and 
die together, though 
that's not so 
practical,
but 
emotion doesn't care the realism !

- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/  
romantic evening 2

THE REDOLENT MOMENTS - -

the lamps are again lit in waiting of
someone, the same beautiful  
evening, the romantic 
darkness,
rising from the body and mind, the 
fragrant desires, recalling
life to some pleasant
moment, 
some cool flames are eager for -
flare up ! many undefined
emotion, several 
dreams 
unseen, in sequence moving - - - 
toward the land of 
passionate 
firefly, 
life again waiting for somebody on
the edge of tidal waves - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL   

Romantic-evening 

SOMETHING AMID US - -


someone kept the flower, meekly,
on the edge of glass window, 
transparent emotion 
can't ceased,
it emerged, whenever pressed ! -
hiding is an art too, often 
unknowingly, the fickle 
eyes unfolded the 
secret of 
heart, the face is that unleashing 
mirror, says a lot without
single word, for a 
sensible 
man, doesn't need the analysis, - 
the grin had several fold,
a silent consent or 
lifetime trust !
every 
twist has the meaning numerous,
the matter is remained
only amid us - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  


http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist barbara fox 

THE MULTICOLORED REALIZATION !


those dreams have meaning, which 
together had been knitted, and
unfolded in the darkness,
those moments have
the immortality,
continuous
breath
alive, in those plosive, miraculous -
passion was hidden, touching
by lips, the words became 
everlasting soul, in
those eyes 
have
few drops of ambrosia, the divine 
nectar, in a glance the life
illuminated with the 
celestial light 
beam !
the proximity has the characteristic 
absorption, in a wink the 
masculinity melted 
in a beautiful 
dew drop,
the 
life has altered with multicolored - - 
reflection !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist ken bushe