WHERE'S THAT POINT - -

where’s that replete point in the
life, every person moves in
search of extra elation,
even knowing that
nothing will
remain
eternal, even so, feeling of heart
chases the elusive shadow, in
impatient way, maybe amid
the mirage and dream
have a shared
treaty,
one breaks itself after opening the
eyes, another flees amazingly,
in the seclusion of infertile
land leaving gloom
vicinity in the
body and
mind, 
on those melancholy moments - -
mind searches the lost, true
love’s fragrance, a refuge
for getting brief  relief,
the query remains
in shrouded of
mist, is it
possible to get back the real love - -
or is it existed, I do not know,
or it’s just a compassion
to bleeding emotion,
or a matter of
self -
deception, whatever, but a person –
finds out the way of survival !

-          SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Ziel Shorecliff Painting

THE LANGUAGE OF SILENCE - -

let be prevail bottomless silence,
tonight, wordless realization
should be existed amid
us, just sense the
the lingua -
franca
of pulsation, in this moment of - -
hush-hush closeness, do not
think about the winding
path of ethics, in
this instant,
life wants
the absolute release from the grip
of worldly terror, hang about in
way to the soul, that even
approaching tempest
will change its
direction !
tonight
has the votive beauty of decades’ –
veneration, let me to lost into
the stream of your love,
as a wild subversive
stream falls into
the chest of
river
without any exhibition, invisibly - - -
with fanatical way - -

-          SHANTANU SANYAL


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

NEVER ENDING INTENSITY - -

whenever the loneliness crosses

the border line, a fear makes

the nest, unknowingly in

the sub conscious,

and mind

thinks

that somewhere a strange force –

stealing you, from my persona,

indulging attitude do not

want share, emotion

swiftly follows

the pseudo

path,

that’s a strange condition of body

and mind, even you exist in

the remote, realization

brings you near to

the chest, this

abduction -

art has

its own glamour, creates affection

more denser, more mystifying,

the love travels from reality

of earth to the beauty

of space, a flow

of passion

from

our body and soul meets in the - -

cipher, keeps the fascination

evergreen, the life wants

to comprise you in

the deepness of

conscience

with

never-ending intensity, in undefined

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

Mysterious Passion by David Lee