TOWARD THE UNKNOWN FLOW - -

an unknown deluge, an unexpected tidal 
waves, what's in your mysterious 
approach, life just floating
on the misty layers
of passion, 
in your
love, what's that thrilled trap, something -
wizard tions, or self-deception, 
it's hard to recoup in 
this moment,
here upon 
I've 
abandoned the paddles of staggered - - - 
emotion, now, life is hands of 
unknown vortex ! destiny 
or fireflies, what's
that scintilla
in your
eyes, I don't know, just I'm flowing toward 
in the world of fascination - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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Alberto Guillen s Flower Paintings

SILENT CONVERSATION - -

let's weave the dream again, very -
closer is the night, do not go 
so away, the bliss -
destination of
your eyes,
ends 
in my heart, leave the meaningless
divination, do not be trapped 
under the shadow of 
illusion, just 
make 
an emotional compromise, nobody 
has the beauty of perfection, 
incompleteness is the 
reality of life, do 
not refuse,
the 
fragrance of true love consisted the
short aged fragrance !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by bredly jackson

NO REGRET TO LIFE - -

   Everybody presumes my persona with my writing but that’s not correct, My all poetry is based on experiences of surrounding, friends or relatives are existed somewhere there, some reflection of childhood is also in there, No doubt imagination is too strong part of them, The real life and creation both never goes in similar way, Realism has its own beauty but bitter truth creates distress more and I do not want to make unhappy to readers, and that’s reason I love to post pleasing paintings, picture, actually I love painting since childhood, but never got chance to discover myself due to various reason.

    Still in my subconscious somewhere the world of painting is existed with unsatisfied condition. If someone will ask me what I want in next birth, certainly my answer will be painter, but I do not know rebirth is myth or reality. I get the most happiness whenever I paint but those moments are rare. In one point I’m so happy that I got a wife who loves me beyond the imagination, and I love to her more than me, that’s the stronger base for me, and no doubt my children are the most deep point for me. I can not breath without them. Hence sometimes I think, what’s need more after this - - no regret to life.

-    SHANTANU SANYAL
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LEGANT-CALLA-LILY- art by m. baldwin 

DEEP ROOTED - -

wherever you’re, something is

tempting to you, and that’s

raison d'être, even

willingly you’re

unable to

forget

me, in your subconscious my - -

love is deep rooted, in your

body and soul, in your

dream or unwrap

eye, my image

is moving

with the

kaleidoscopic reflection, certainly

in your breathing too, I’m

existed,  however I do

not know, you've

realized or

not but

I can

feel, rhythm of my love has been - -

integrated in your pulsation,

now it’s too late, to get

liberate yourself

from my

persona, you've been dissolved in –

my eternal depth of conscience.

* * 

 -  SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by karen mills 

YOU'VE TO BLOOM - -

again you've to bloom, tonight is in 
your mist, again suppressed
emotion wants to mix 
with wild flower's 
aroma, let 
me to 
emerge, from routine graph of life - 
somewhere, equation of love 
desires to flow against
the direction of 
silvan -
stream, do not refuse to accept the 
truth that, in your heart, there's
something, which desires 
to release the 
hydrous
realization, tonight has its own - - -
beauty just try to soak it !
that's a votive of 
decades,
let souls meet tonight, who knows -
time will be clement or not - -

* * 
-  SHANTANU SANYAL 
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violet beauty

Again I'm Waiting - -

your shadow touches me often, as the
grove of blooming bougainvillea !
your love gives me, a relief 
of befall sunlight, all 
riven moments, 
I have
collected, again I'm going to decorate 
the evening, this waiting has a 
different freshness, which
is difficult to express
in words, some 
expression
never 
gets the wings of colored butterflies - - 
it's matter of feeling, it's existed
inner the heart, little moony,
little silent, but waits 
for your smiling
arrival !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL   
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
bougainvillea-georgia-pistolis

THE UNLEASHING PETALS - -

maybe some smiles have double 
meaning, some faces adapt 
camouflage easily, 
some eyes 
can 
mislead the path, but life has its --
own philosophy, in any case, 
proceeding is the truth
of survival, time 
never waits
for any 
one,
your love has its own perception, -
a different beauty that should 
be, but my compulsions 
have its own a 
limitation,
the 
compromise somewhere fills the -
gap of relationship, do not 
frame me in your outlook, 
every individual 
has its own
identity,
let 
me to bloom with unleashing - - - 
petals - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Deliah Hubbard

Devoid Philosophy - -

the journey starts from here, your 
detection never be complete,
if you'll not go through by 
own conscience,
your love 
has 
confined boundary, restricted up 
to religious maelstrom, the
values ends after 
reaching on 
the 
certain distance, you don't know 
the authentic truth, in your 
outlook consist the 
man made 
rules, 
but eternal truth doesn't care the
ethnic discrimination, that 
absolute beauty has 
no forced term,
indeed 
that's 
a all pervaded entity, existed in -
everybody's soul, just 
required the real 
divulgation  
of that
inconspicuous authority which - - 
lives in the dept of 
conscience - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Tim Gardner

BEFORE THE SINKING OF STARS - -

that's your tonight, celebrate the festivity 
of my demolition, but somewhere 
you've to keep a little unseen 
distance, from the mood 
of unpredictable
darkness,
amid the evening and morning, there's -
a overnight trip, who knows the 
face of tardy wind, in a wink
shimmering stars 
maybe go to 
sleep, 
however, few drop of your affection still
existed in my heart, if you don't
mind just take away them,
perhaps in a off 
season 
it will 
be lifeline for you, the journey of life isn't
so easy - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL   

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
lovers of flowers

THE ERRANT TRAVELER - -

that path which brings toward the 
origin of wet sentiment, a 
realization of fragile
beauty, where 
life gets 
art 
of survival, a person becomes - -
real human being, who can 
feel the pain of others
face, where latent 
sense awakes
with scent
of -
universal feeling of wellness, that
spirit which can alter, the stony 
heart into the softness
of flowers, often 
life searches
that 
eternal spirit, which hold up hand
of errant traveler - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by nancy medina.jpg 1

UNENDING ASPIRE - -

life wasn't so kind, so what, every 
turn had its own evaluation,
every face had its own
glamour, in each 
step, so I've 
learned
a lot, now in my share how much -
is sorrow or happiness, just
some other day we've 
to think, at present
you've a 
different expectancy, in this shaky
moment, heart wants to love
you with a ravaged -
persona, after
self cession,
it's now 
up to you, how much you're ready 
to accept my ruination - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by jody trappe

I DO NOT DESIRE THAT - -

caravan of dreams never stops, 
hitchhiker may change in 
the journey of life, 
nobody has 
perfect
vision for the destination, just - -
a beautiful foreboding !
I've no estimate,
and I do not 
want -
that too, just flotation on flow of 
time, what's hidden in your 
heart, no need to 
unfold that 
secret,
often swearing person says - -
the pseudo promise, so 
don't say that you've
extraordinary 
affection 
for me, just keep in your inner -
emotion, wrapping with 
redolent adherence,
that love which 
changes 
colors according the season, I
do not desire that - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by toni gorte 2

NOTHING IS WRONG - -

even for momentary relief, sometimes 
sharing the chronic pain with 
somebody, nothing is 
wrong in that, 
the life 
has its own restraints, some broken -
dreams, the frozen rain, barren 
sky, in the crowd of strange
faces, sometimes we
meet a person !
accidentally,
and life
goes change suddenly, but it's not so -
necessary that every thing would 
be according to our outlook,
somewhere, a point 
remains in form 
of unsolved
mystery, 
and we found, life is as usual again - - 
researching safe haven, that's
a leaning towards the 
survival - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Inner Beauty - Pure Elegance - art by KIM BLAIR 

IT'S TOO LATE - -

are you still waiting for me, whereas
the evening has ended much
earlier, better to be back,
do not trust to dark,
who knows,
where,
it will betray on the unknown path - -
just keep some fragrance of
love in your heart, the
trail of life is too
long, who
knows,
again you'll confuse to find out your -
own address, I know, even
if you'll try to forget
my unexpected
presence
in your
life, that's not so simple, something
will force you to think for me,
and again you'll knock
the transparent
door of
past, and then you'll regret, but until
then, it'll be too late,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
dreamy flowers

THE PERFECT REFINEMENT - -

amazing beauty of your heart needs 
an opportunity to bloom, the 
season has it's own
compulsion 
but my 
love hasn't impulsive time limit, it's -
waiting for you since the creation
of earth, so just, do not 
decide in haste, my 
feeling
remains always evergreen, anytime 
you can touch my conscience,
it's tactile, but do not 
forget to feel it 
with naivety,
it's not
a mass or object, it's matter of pure
cognition with crystalline look,
perfect transparency,
the complete 
brilliance,
from 
here life goes toward the replete - -
refinement - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
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cherry bossom - georgia s art

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cherry-blossom-vintage painting by fifi

THE SELF AMENDMENT - -

too far away, a way which goes through
the dense silvan, the misty environs
creates the unsolved riddles 
of your love, in the 
mysterious 
midnight, my soul leaves the subastral - -
surface, floats randomly to search
your locus, it's heard in that 
haven lives so many 
lovers of peace,
abstract !
but fills the emptiness of life with divine -
light, the darkness of conscience
suddenly illuminates with 
beauty of humanism,
I often try to 
erase the 
smear of negativeness of self-conceit - 
my soul on those moments 
desires salvation 
from all 
the 
egotism, I confess  the mistake of past - 
and promise for self amendment,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
in the foggy path

RELIEF OF SOME MOMENT - -

emerging moment to moment, a dream 
or a senselessness of unknown 
allurement, a meander is
surrounding the 
persona,  
do not know where's going the tenor - -
farthermost capped a dense mist 
and, your love is dragging 
toward the unknown
destination !
it's so 
difficult to find out, the apparent path of 
life, just conjecturably sailing of 
emotion, in the flow of 
mysterious river
of mind,
imagination or reality, whatever is the -
truth of your smile, doesn't matter,
in this moment, life wants 
some deep respite,
beyond that 
I know
everything is just castle of cards - - - - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
flowers in mist 

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painting by artist Jenny Floravita

CERTAINLY YOU'LL GET - -

do not go so away, spring of life hasn't 
long term agreement, whatever 
is in my lappet that's
before you,
do not 
chase the shadow of mirage, except - -
endless voidness, you'll not get 
more, this moment has 
celestial bliss, just
try to adapt 
it, your
desires maybe existed across the sky !
but do not forget to go through
from the depth of inner 
emotion, perhaps
you'll change
your 
mind, certainly the real delight existed
in the conscience, if you can 
see, your image inside
the mirror of self -
assessment,
I'm sure,
you'll find out, the true meaning of the -
infinite love - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  


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art by anne bosset

THE DESIRE - -

let me to flow, on the unclouded sky,
the maverick spirit desires 
the prolonged awaited 
liberation, do not 
attempt to tie
me in 
your illusive lattice, I'm free from all 
pseudo attachment, do not 
know where is my 
destination,
just 
aimless, life wants floating beyond -
the horizon, it's dream or a 
way of anonymous 
travel, I've 
prepared to touch the transparent - -
heart, that's a cognition or 
someone's true love, 
do not know 
exactly !
but life wants to scatter as fragrance
with unseen pollen of purity,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by holt

CELESTIAL PERCEPTION - -

charlatan night, moon, or a magical 
pearl, what's floating in your
eyes, I'm running out 
of control, the 
strange 
fascination snatching the persona -
from existence, a little weird 
addiction is in your 
proximity, it's 
hard to 
explain in play of words, Infatuated
moment, life is captivated, 
in your mysterious 
love, now 
whatever will be consequence, the
mind doesn't care, in this 
moment we've to live, 
in this moment
even the
death can not prevent to love, it's -
a perception beyond all the 
boundaries - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
spirits-of-the-night

YOU'RE ALWAYS CLOSER - -

in those cyclonic moments of life,
your overwhelm love, couldn't
let me destitute, and
that reason
my
persona every time emerged - -
with amazing way, do not
know, what's the
hidden in
your
deep affinity, such as the remote
edge, itself comes closer,
the sinking of sun,
has its own
fixed
compulsion, but you never goes
away from me, no matter
how much is dense
of darkness,
and
the inner illumination, shows - -
the path in - between
turmoil moments,
life becomes
refresh
as
soon as storm passes toward
the unseen destination !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
cloudy emotion

HALF BLOOMED ASPIRES - -

so melancholia isn't good, ever, try 
to touch the inner emotion 
of mine, since a 
decade I'm
waiting
for 
your glimpse of a smile, everything 
in life is not desired, something 
always remains a little
incomplete, and 
that's the
point
which appeals to life for weaving - 
new dreams, life wants a 
little riddance from
monotony, a 
bliss 
which can fill some meaning in the 
survival, it was a matter which 
has passed away 
yesterday,
today 
says, the unknown trail dipped in -
dew, waits for a short stroll,
in your reflection still 
existed some 
ray of 
beautiful morning, the aspire of - 
some half bloomed feelings,
in your eyes still 
inhabited 
the 
colony of fireflies with mazarine - -
beauty - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by ann mortimer

DO NOT REFUSE - -

toss a pleasure again, winning - 
and losing in its place, in 
your eyes again 
emerging
some 
reflection of spring, so just all -
sorrow and pain, strew 
in the smoke, still
life has few 
breath
dipped into the redolent feeling,
do not discuss the matter 
of heartbreaking, in 
this moment 
I love to 
live
into prolonged life, do not say - 
you haven't time, this 
moment has the
origin point
of new 
dream, a path which goes in - - 
the silvan of evergreen
expectation - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
pink beauty

EXALTATION OF MIND - -

let's fill colors to the dream again, 
who knows the mood of 
season, maybe 
in a blink
entire
scenario will change, before the 
cloudy sky, let's make 
some space in 
each others
heart, 
who knows the rain will soak all 
the passionate feelings, 
still exaltation of 
mind is 
juvenescent, do not hesitate to 
unfold the nodules of 
compact emotion,
everything 
is in 
today's fist, tomorrow nobody - -
has seen - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by artist Diane Morgan

THE WHIM OF MIND - -

how much is the depth of deception 
in your eyes, hard to say, but 
there's an attraction
surely, and 
hence, 
life 
forgets consequence of immersion,
something is hidden in your 
light of eyes, that even 
holding the 
breath,
the
heart becomes difficile, moves - - -
as unbound wild stream, with 
arbitrary waves, trembling 
edge, overhanging 
branches
look
it with amazingly but where stops the 
whim of mind - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
impressionism-flower-paintings

THE RETURN - -

reason behind the compulsion to 
return, maybe whatever,
one thing is clear,
it's not so
easy 
to break the chain of affections -
in your heart somewhere 
still existed the ardor
for unclouded 
sky, the 
reality
and dream, I know never meets - 
but, life has it's own outlook,
longing to live has a 
different depth,
even -
willingly I can't say you good bye, 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
rainy night alone

THE WAY OF SURVIVAL - -

we may exist, or may not be but 
the flow of season never
stops, amid the 
earth and
sky 
perhaps, there's some hidden - -
annexture, we meet or not,
that's matter of the
destiny, but 
flowers
will
bloom again, with intoxicating - -
spring, springer of new 
expectations have
to reappear 
with 
innovative definitions, and that's
the indication of life, beauty
and purity, unleashing 
generosity of 
nature 
never goes to finish, it teaches -
survival in all the events - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
night lily

TOWARD THE CELESTIAL LIGHT - -

journey of life never ends, someone
will support or not, the season
has to change the chest
of earth, with new 
possibilities,
and 
that's the beauty of nature which fills
innovative dreams into the 
hydrous eyes, maybe 
you've your own
compulsion,
but 
I've to go beyond the stars, a river -
of light, it's heard existed in 
the space of emotion,
where every 
face 
looks illuminated with selfless love,
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL    
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
season of bloom

THE LIBERATION - -

it's midnight, again I'm going in woods 
of emotions, a trail full of fireflies, 
wild fragrance, with touch 
of your love, do not 
know, the end
of this 
path, walking on the fallen sear leaves,
mysterious silence, I'm alone,
under the shade of stars,
tho' you haven't yet
confessed, but
my love  
for you, doesn't care the boundaries of
man made, it's restless to cross, 
all barbed wires, deranged
silvan river, blind vale,
ethical depravity's
definitions -
just 
keep your promise alive, nobody can -
stop to meet our souls, which 
have been liberated from 
all the chains of sin
and virtues,
the 
unclouded sky is waiting for us, the full
moon, still haven't revolt, the 
compacted moonlight
is distraught in 
my heart,
just 
life waits for your unexpected arrival - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
september-full-moon by jean-ehler

THE INNER FLOW - -

don't stop the inner flow, let it be spill 
unclouded, again blue sky is 
waiting with stretching 
arms, just run 
behind 
the 
butterflies, let fly dreams toward the -
skyline, again life desires to 
fill innocent emotion, 
desertion of
entire 
narcissism, heart wants to love again,
away from old memories, wants 
life to be lost again in the 
new plaintiffs, still 
flowers are
blooming on the foothills, still gurgle -
of wild stream calls me from 
remote, again life's
waiting for 
somebody, who knows the meaning - -
of true love - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by cathy quiel 1