THE WET GLOW - -

for god sake, do not ask the realism 

of my heart, a  tempest swept 

over the delicate emotion,

some drowning stars

touched the 

surface

or floats on cerulean dust for eternity,

some dreams untouched still 

searches the peaceful 

inn for a night, I

do not 

know the address, it's heard some - - 

flashing islands are existed 

in your eyes, deeper 

than life, those 

destination

often 

calls me with cryptic message, alas !

life can get the meaning of 

that rare, scintillant

wet light - - 

* * 

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

oil painting -  not clear the painter s name 

A STANDSTILL - -

shuddering night with blazing emotion,

what kind of paradox is your love,

do not let die, aheap strain

to live, a strange 

attachment, 

neither

eschew nor outshine of my complete -

persona, an uncertainty, what's

in your heart, someday 

when you think 

pertinent, 

please say me, a dream or realism of

your fascination, what's that 

which makes life so 

complicate, it's

better to 

unwind the secret of your mysterious - 

smile, no matter it's  jack-o'-

lantern or elusive hoop,

or a deranged 

fragrance !

whatever it maybe, the wandering soul

needs a standstill - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Nick Andrew – impressionist artist