SOMEONE DAY - -

be some difference, in life, the same
recap of day and night, the 
same melodrama,
between the 
mirror 
and image, ever for a moment, if we
can get out from the routine 
boredom, sometimes 
if you can peep 
into the 
depth of my eyes, that still stagnated 
cyclone is waiting for your 
aggravation, so far 
in my heart,
waves
of passionate desires, yet wants to -
touch the stones of edge, 
sometimes you, just 
try to get 
wet !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Tony Johnson 

RETHINK ONCE MORE - -

in this way, don't love me, that,

the mind doesn't remember 

anything, except your 

image ! my 

existence isn't mine, I'm just a 

testament to others, in 

smoldering words,

the story of 

life is -

written, I haven't verdant alley, -

do not follow me, except 

an emptiness, you'll

not get anything,

the eroded 

bank,

thorny shrub, lost sidewalks, an

anonymity's wayfaring, how,

in what way, I shall 

give you the 

world 

of dreams, it's very difficult to - -

face the reality of darkness,

still, the street is clear,

visible, rethink 

once more,

dear - -

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by Martin Girolami 

THE EXCUSE TO LIVE - -

in the mist of your affection, where's the 

blind valley, where's the concealed

flowery path, often I think, on 

that hydrous moment,

life hasn't the 

option,

to explore the address of inner peace !

sometimes, your love brings on 

the rain shadow, sometimes

life searches, a inn in 

your thoraces,

unrest 

emotions become vulnerable, wander

entire day and night, such as a

peace of detached cloud,

loses, its desire to 

pour till the 

last 

drop, in the dawn sky looks crystal - - 

clear, some mark or scuff 

remains on the chest,

hard to say that 

how much 

you've

loved me, how much was exhibition !

the innocent heart again 

searches the excuse

to live - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

painting by Paul Messely

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

THE UNKNOWN OBSTINACY - -

do not know, what's the secret of 

that passionate insist, the 

swear breaks itself,

life lifts the 

risk 

every time, someone soaks the -

impulsive drops of emotion,

every time the heart 

goes through 

the path 

of 

burning cholet, this ignition hasn't

the  stasis, across the life, 

it don't let release,

the invisible

leash 

or 

an attachment loop doesn't make 

the persona to breath, it 

brings towards the

eternal love,

beyond

the 

somatic planet, in the celestial - - 

world of replete beauty !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post_24.html

painting by christopher clark 

UNTIL THE MORNING - -

the endless desire of light, and 

delicate pale night, the 

absorption has 

its own 

condition, body, mind, micro -

cell, even it wants to 

go through 

across

the 

mysterious world of soul, how 

to explain, everything you 

can't get in a life -

span, many 

things 

remains incomplete, the myth

of rebirth do not break,

until morning, do 

not blow 

out 

the thrilled lamp of passion - - 

* * 

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

Painting by Randall Easterling 

IN THE MIDNIGHT - -

the dealer of dreams, a stranger in 

the midnight gave away some 

unobtainable feelings,

some drops of 

blue light

on my 

blank palms, an expectation of - -

beautiful adoring dawn, 

surreal or assumed,

whatever is 

that 

never mind, but life has received -

the reason in someone's

love, and that feeling

has the power 

to win the 

world, 

without any pyrotechnic devices !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Niimi S

PEACOCK WINGED DREAMS - -

anything could be, behind those

strange fragrance of dove

eyes, the complete

reflection of 

life 

appeared for a moment, the - - 

flight of unclouded sky,

unknown bliss,

liberation

from 

invisible bondage, wavy in the - 

wind a runaway kite or 

floating the wild 

cotton !

anything could be, sometimes 

untitled story creates 

suspense, while

after reading

the whole,

mind 

laughs on self puerility, indeed

irrepressible desire to 

live, someone 

searches

the 

meeting point of dream and - 

reality in the depth of 

beloved eye !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

peacock winged dream 

SOMETIMES IT'S HAPPENED - -

wasn't so difficult, to meet again,

heard that in love, even lives,

destroyed by people,

it's different

matter,

those rare souls haven't the - - - 

existence, but sometimes

they are emerging !

the star-shaped,

in the middle 

of cloudy 

sky,

myth or reality, whatever is that

perception, sometimes the 

dream becomes, a 

beautiful cause

of survival, 

and 

the life gets the cognition of - - 

puffy rain, twilight soaks

the fragrant feeling

of wet soil, 

all at 

once, night looks amazing - - - - 

seductive - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by artist Nancy Medina 

BY MISTAKE - -

Sometimes go through, if

possible,

the desolate life waits for you, 

somewhere in the 

shadow of 

galaxy, 

an extensive darkness and miles -

long solitude, by mistake or 

willingly, ever for a 

moment, try to

become 

the dewdrops, for a long time, life

glows, hiding the enigmatic 

ignition, for someday 

look me in way 

of melted

clouds,

still few seeds of dry dreams are -

surviving underneath the 

delicate emotion - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

BY MISTAKE - -

sometimes go through, if possible,

the desolate life waits for you, 

somewhere in the 

shadow of 

galaxy, 

an extensive darkness and miles -

long solitude, by mistake or 

willingly, ever for a 

moment, try to

become 

the dewdrops, for a long time, life

glows, hiding the enigmatic 

ignition, for someday 

look me in way 

of melted

clouds,

still few seeds of dry dreams are -

surviving underneath the 

delicate emotion - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by TONY GORTE 2

THE CONTINUOUS ROTATION - -

depth of chalice, I do not know exactly,

just remember that it crossed 

the liver, elixir or poison;

whatever was 

that,

I've consumed, where was the time to 

think a moment, those mysterious 

eyes hadn't the exit, so 

infinite deviation,

across the 

ages, 

intense passion, unbounded thirst - - 

even lost the self introduction,

is it love or mirage, 

who knows,

in this

moment, the persona isn't lesser than 

a teetotum of unseen hands, 

sustained rotation, on 

the palm of 

destiny !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

empty chalice - - no idea about artist 

oil painting by Marlene

THE ULTIMATE AMBITION - -

the custom of world is in its place,

it's not necessary to change

the persona according

the season, so

I've left

the path of wildly crowd, a search

which can give me the

essence of life,

the self-

satiation, I know on that turning -

point exists thorny shrubs,

elegiac lament,

profound

pain,

far reaching groan, infinite disinte-

gration, the thousands

questionnaire,

and

alone heart, love or worship, a -

passion constant, expressing

isn't so easy, a delirium

or a re-ignition,

whatever

is

that feeling, the life deliberately -

wants to destroy itself,

with boundless

longing in

the

heart, one day the destination will

ask the ultimate ambition

of soul - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by - Hans Paus - Evening Sky I

THE SOMATIC VASE - -

a streak of light, the spillage 

of passion, adumbral 

hypnosis, or 

somatic 

vase,

decorated by someone with 

delicate emotion, you 

can say flowers

but it's only 

the love, 

which bloomed with different 

glamour, just feel it, in 

the restless 

breath, 

in the innermost a familiar - -

fragrance plays with

rhythm of heart -

beat, the

sensation goes across mind -

and soul, the moonlit -

dreams sits 

silently 

on the doorstep, embracing 

some glassy promise - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by Brett Humphries

THE REBELLIOUS GLANCE - -

from an usance, eyes have

desire to see the inner

depths, an effective

relief to the

soul,

perhaps, somewhere is the 

its legend 

that 

in your vision exists, ray of

immortality, amid the 

naked reality 

and 

dreamy thought, its believed

a perception of replete

bliss is hidden in 

your love,

and

that's the reason life doesn't

accepts defeat, though

several times 

the edge

goes

away from hands, on those -

moment emotion 

recovers 

the 

passion everlasting, breath 

feels the freshness 

of affinity, a 

potency 

of 

stone regenerates in the - -

nerve, cells, muscles,

persona self

prepares

the 

conation to fight against the

rebel waves of mid 

stream - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Linda huber photorealistic drawing 

THE ASCENT - -

the inherent fragrance of your heart,

makes my persona meaningful,

otherwise the world is

very monotonous,

colorless,

that

feeling has its own fascination, the

undefined attachment alters

the life from raw

mineral to

the

invaluable gem, existence shines -

with breathtaking light, hence

life doesn't afraid the 

darkness of 

moonless

night !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsduniya2.blogspot.com/
Catherine Baziller-Maupaix
Artist Painter 

THE UNRESOLVED MOMENT - -

a few stories, and certain realities,

who knows, where is hidden,

the secret passage,

of ambrosia

urn!

stigma or consecration, salvation

or eternal wandering, intense

love, or aquatics in

the shallow

edge!

in this beautiful evening, all those

bookish things are not so

meaningful, the truth

lies between

you and

me,

an invisible flame amid the two -

different persona, goes

through the twin

emotional

path,

towards the extreme veneration or

mutual solubility, analysis

is too hard - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

desert-sunset- The Art Of Tim Stringer
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Some Other Day

Preserve the emotion in the eternal
heart, in a secret corner as an
hidden jewels,
premature
relation
required the more space, do not
say me now, "I love you - - "
the southern winds are
volatile the beduin
gray clouds
are flying
on the blues,frenzy thoughts - -
roaming and roaming
aimless destination,
waves of
liberation
wants
to break the barriers, two hands
want the whole the sky,
restless energy
searches
new
direction,new horizons, wait for
some other day, near the
rainbow, touching
the rain
clouds, springs would erupt on
the deserted barren land
sprouting thorns
never saves
the roses
just wait -----please, let me go
to beyond the dreams
on the land of
reality
trust me, for some other day.
----SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE MYSTIC MOMENT - -

How that's happened, often I think,
from heavenly pleasure, the
cluster of jasmine 
became 
just 
some petal - less petiole, though -
I've been repeatedly explained, 
do not connect yourself,
with extraordinary
indulgence,
but you 
didn't care, except sob and groan
you've nothing left now, the  
unlimited craving 
created you
insane,
frequently, I make myself a defaulter,
however, you know very well,
that how much I'm the 
responsible for
those 
a moment when emotion surrounded 
by the passionate storm, and
pseudo veils fell down,
silently, one by one,
akin the tiny
nocturnal 
blooms falls down just quietly after 
releasing, the drop by drop
intoxicating fragrance,
nevertheless,
still the 
the compunctious heart wants you, the
impression of your love 
doesn't insipid yet,
though from 
the rose
to hawthorn, a long journey has been 
passed - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by -  Ou-Yang 1