THE LAST INSTINCT - -

the distance amid the mist and -
sunshine isn't protracted,
morning has its own 
commitment,
do not 
wait for any reminder, flowers - 
do not wait for scattering
the fragrance, in the
backstage of 
darkness, 
the light is always found existed,
you've discovered or not,
that's a personal 
compulsion, 
do not
estimate the persona in your -  
wild perception, nobody
knows the silent 
arrival of new
change,
every spirit has the last instinct -
for survival 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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beauty in mist.jpg

SILENT ACCOUNTS - -

the unseen scales has - - -
clairvoyance, their 
survival isn't 
easy, 
atonement has limitation -
you cannot escape
from the hand
of abstract
power,
accountability is certain -  
the dripping drop 
of eyes never
forgives 
the 
delinquent, that's a silent -
punishment chases
entire life, what's
your faith 
that's
not significant, synopsis - -
existed in the outlook 
toward the pain, 
the silent but 
the eyes 
say a 
lot, without tine it pierces -
the soul noiselessly !
you cannot save
the neck 
from
clutch of the invisible entity, 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by  Taras Loboda

THE MISSING ROUTE - -

those missing paths in the mist -
still breathing, that's another 
thing, you didn't get 
the real door, 
just -
knocked the wrong locus, it's - 
often happened, the floss 
remains in front of 
eye, but soul 
wanders
here 
and there, the thirst becomes - 
more intense, alike the 
smoldering ember,
slightest wind, 
makes 
it forest fire, in a wink all the - -
verdant landscape turns 
into the desolate 
land, indeed 
in 
perpetuity way, the wet feelings 
changes into the barren 
love, life waits for 
a light rain,
but 
clouds changes the route in its -
way - - 

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by Mark Yearwood

THE SILENT PAIN - -

spring has its own time, nobody -
can stop the arrival, that's 
natural, that point 
became the 
turning 
point, where you've turned your -
face, everyone has rights 
on blooming flower,
actually, they
are the 
generous minds, do not know - - 
the diplomacy, just diffuse 
the fragrance, indeed
that's their real 
inherent 
attribute, don't know the trickery,
in your view, I don't know,
the actual definition 
of love, but in 
my outlook
it's the
most priceless feeling which - -
makes the life further more 
precious, beyond the 
dream beautiful,
tho' the thorn 
existed 
hidden, as usual with silent pain,
in mysterious way 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 



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art by kem

TIME TAKES REVENGE - -

do not look back again, I've 
forgiven you, just look 
in your inner -
mirror !
one day, I'm sure, you'll get 
the answer, meaning
of love you still 
do not 
know, and that's reason you
remain in incomplete 
persona, your 
vision 
haven't still a sense of own 
realization, you just 
chased the 
false 
shadow of mirage, thrown
off the real love, I'm 
afraid you'll be 
forever 
under the invisible shadow
of curse, tho'  I've 
forgiven you, 
but time 
will not, everybody has to 
answer in this world,
direct or indirect,
whatever 
you've 
done, that's already - - - -
recorded !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
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·Irmis-roses-watercolour-Keith Hornblower

BEYOND THE PROPHECY - -

whenever, the emotion turns into 
the backwoods flow, it's not 
so easy to control the 
deranged stream,
it moves 
with 
unbridled way towards the sea, -
do not calculate a person 
in your perception,
who knows, a 
diamond
maybe 
concealed under the coal heap, -
nobody knows, the real 
prediction, the lines
of palm isn't
the real
translation of persona, invisible -
lines are written on the 
forehead, when
it emerges 
with 
full vigor, all prophecies become
speechless - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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ASCENDING EMOTION - -

life has learned a lot from the time,
the atrocities of world couldn't 
break the morale; by no 
means, the search 
of destination
never 
stopped, everyone has his own - - 
kaleidoscopic vision, what 
does it matter, that 
you have 
once 
underestimated me, the passion of
heart is in its place, that's the
indication of  tireless 
traveler, journey
of life still 
going
on, persona does not accept the - -
compromise, ascending sense 
does not want to look 
behind - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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feelings 

IN THE NORTHEAST SKY - -

let me breathe in the open winds -
from a decade, I'm caged 
inside myself, let me 
smile unleashing
since a 
long days, I've not seen the mirror, 
somewhere in your love is 
existed the real beauty 
of life, let me lost 
in your 
persona, someone has just knock-
the closed door of condensed 
emotion, or  weather is 
changing sides,
again in 
the northeast sky emerging dense-
clouds, likely to rain is visible,
in your eyes again, an 
unseen shadow 
of desire 
is reappearing with new definition,-

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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fragrant feeling

THE MYSTICAL ODOR - -

some mystical odor are contained -
in your eyes, moonlight is gone 
forget the address, some 
passionate secrets
are hidden in 
your 
breath, life wanders in the sapphire -
darkness, an instability thicken 
in the persona, that's the
wild intoxication or
obsessive
love !
consciousness has gone off the land,
everything looks labyrinthine
in this moment, do not 
know, what's hidden
in the heart of 
tonight,

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL   

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art by Bev Wells

FRAGRANT FEELINGS - -

on those path, flowers will bloom 
again, deserted alleys will 
be again aromatic 
empire, do 
not 
leave the hope, the entire world is 
persisted on the expectation,
the sun and shade 
are the reality
of life, do 
not 
incline the neck, the spring would 
come back again, believe
me, still in your lips 
existing some 
unknown 
thirst,
you like it or not, but in your barren
eyes, there's is hidden desire,
to get the touch of blissful
realization, still life 
has potential 
smile - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings by Nancy Medina

THE MATTER OF CHANCE - -

perhaps, your affection was 
aquarelle, very soon 
it flew away to 
evaporate,
indeed
there's nothing new in this, -
often it's happened,
raw color looks
more glossy,
but soon
the color leaves its identity,
do not know the depth
of your proclaimed
affinity, often 
which 
frequently appears before -
the vision, same face
becomes the 
illusion
in a wink, actually the known 
friends are found the 
real foe, 'cos
they know
the 
moving fish-eye, there's no -
lapse in their target, 
that's the matter 
of chance.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Agnes-Lang-Abstract-art-Nature-Earth-Modern-Age-Expressionism-Abstract-Expressionism

THE REPLETE SALVATION - -

on those arms persona gets 
back palingenesis, in
the depth of those 
dripping eyes 
existed 
the 
realism of life, evanescent is
every thing, even after 
knowing that, the
smoldering 
desire 
exist
in the depth of conscience - -
nobody in this world is 
the perfect human, 
somewhere 
remains
a bit
incompliance, that's reason -
in your wrinkled face,
life searches 
the divine 
drop,
for replete salvation from the
elusive world !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art - By Ishrath Humairah

MISTY INEBRIATION - -

shadow of your slanting eyes,
often compelled to live, on
those soft moments,
heart becomes
helpless,
again
weaves the tempting dreams,
many times, you look
alike the floating
droplets of
mirage,
several times, life emerges -
from your deep eyes ! as
latent expression
searches the
words,
something is existed in your
face beyond imagination,
that, often I forget
the address
of my
persona, the emotion moves
alike the migrant butterfly,
forgets the broken
cancellous
wings !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
lilac glamour 

THE MISSING REALIZATION - -

let remain with me, some bright 
nights, some hazy affinity,
some sweet twinge,
some lasting 
touch, 
indeed, still in your eyes existed 
my reflection, still in your 
face appears the 
memories of 
the sun -
shade,
whenever, flowers will bloom in - 
the dale, I'm sure, you'll feel 
uneasiness, a feeling 
unknown will 
make 
you addled severely, then you'll
miss me, but the missing 
fragrance will not 
come back
again !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
colored shadow

PLEASE STAY NEARBY - -

again life wants to wingless 
flight, a nomadic aroma
or your maverick 
desire filling
the heart,
emotion becoming loony in 
this moment, do not 
calculate the 
math of 
life !
whatever will happen next,
will be seen, dement
mood doesn't 
care about
the -
consequences, be cool in 
this disorderly moment,
the life is so short,
do not tie the 
knot so 
tight,
that would take a century -
to open it, just breath 
with unclouded 
way, still 
night 
has lot of hidden beauty to
share, do not go away 
from my restless 
pulsation, 
still 
nocturnal flowers haven't 
bloomed !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
dreamy blue

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art by Mikki Senkarik

NEW DEFINITIONS - -

maybe, you've thought, I've been 
finished, but that's not correct,
impact of storm remains 
for sometime, the 
injured shore 
recovers 
from 
unexpected erosion with passing 
time, nature fills all wounds 
silently, your disregard 
couldn't break 
the inner 
perseverance, rather it forced me 
for rejuvenation, the injured
emotion got back the 
ancient beauty,
you believe
it or not,
but it's true, that after stumbling, a 
person becomes more 
cautious, keeps 
every step 
carefully,
the 
life searches again new horizons 
with innovative definition - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


art by Karla Nolan
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SOMETHING IS IN YOUR EYES - -

in your vision,  emerging some 
unknown ebullience, in my 
heart beat, appearing
some spillover 
passion !
in both 
side smoldering the ember of  
indulgence, too much 
prevented, too 
much 
increased the burning thirst, do
not know, where it'll reach,
already it has been
crossed all the
man made
limit, 
the mellow combustion does -
not care the guard of era, 
glimpse of a strange 
revolution is 
visible 
in your eyes, life is just going 
to change - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Darren-BAKER

BELIEVE ME - -

do not try to touch the agony -
of my soul, your gentle 
fingers will burn, 
do not peek
into my 
depth of eye, once immersed
then, you'll not emerge 
again, in this path, 
except the 
thorn 
nothing is germinated, do not 
try to walk with me, bled 
night hasn't any 
pleasant 
dawn, 
just go back, never mind, the 
secret will be buried 
under my chest, 
that, ever 
you 
loved me, some feelings are 
so pertaining to the soul,
until the last breath
it remains 
silent, 
let me to complete the rest - -
barren path of life, but 
do not think that 
I'll finish, just
believe 
me,
one day I'll bloom sure, from
here may day begins 
with countless 
prospects.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by marina petro
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SOMEWHERE BACKSTAGE - -

every look needs the upper beauty,
inner beauty of heart, remains
neglected in the rain -
shadow, the 
clouds 
of emotion inhabited, somewhere -
in the corner of sky, body 
and soul, as usual 
burnt entire 
night, 
nobody cares the pain of the sere -
bloom, that's the harsh reality
of life, nobody has time, 
in this world of 
speed,
to look back, every moment masks
are changed, do not wait for 
authentic expression,
it's so difficult, 
to know the 
real face, 
doesn't have a choice to life, just a 
sequence of compromise,
nothing except a 
false smile 
maybe 
familiar or alien, all faces existed in 
the dense fog, looking with 
the horse laugh !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
dancing tulip

DEEP EROSION - -

in each blob was life, which 
dropped from the eye, 
in each sigh had 
the longing,
for a 
beautiful life, every lips had 
the thirst to get the rare 
elixir ! in each heart
beat existed 
million 
desires, it's another matter
that, how many lips 
have reached 
to the 
transparent strange chalice,
those dreams were 
made of glass,
those soft
kisses 
had own glamour, do not - 
ask, how much they 
were melted in
my chest,
or just
returned to their origin alike
the unknown, painful
resonance ! the
persona, as
usual 
broken in multiple pieces !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


  
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white azalea - Laura Coombs Hills. Pastel Painting

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delphinium

THE MIDNIGHT SIGH - -

midnight bloom or the thirsty soul,
my love moves wingless in 
the sky path, dripping 
drop - drop the 
dew or 
the 
wet eyes are spilling silently, you
cannot understand, just 
looked toward the 
unclouded 
sky !
that splendor beauty of cipher - -
blue made you aimless,
that's happened
many times,
even 
involved into the depth of chest, -
you didn't get the bottom,
just you touched the
flying passionate
fragrance,
the 
inner corpus remained as usual
untouched, undiscovered, 
your need was only
confined up to 
smoldering 
lips - -
you failed to win my spirit, once -
again - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
midnight bloom 1

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midnight bloom

AT EVERY TURN - -

it’s not necessary, that every -
thing would be according
the desire, a natural
instinct makes
the change
invisibly,
and
we just convert the way of life,
several times, I've tried 
to create something 
many times, it 
became a
little 
bit varied, but that wasn't the
end, the finishing point 
itself became the 
trendsetter,
life - - 
recovers at every turn with - - 
new destination - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Donna Ruth Paintings

A SEARCH WITHIN ME - -

a search within me always brings 
toward the bizarre sealine,
amid the darkness 
and declining
light of 
day 
goes on endless conversation, - -
tho', life remains on the 
surface of shore,
so called
your
affinity allures from far away, it is
different matter that, how 
much is density in 
your love,
or only 
that's a part of emotional game - - 
often in the midnight, life 
thinks about the elusive 
equation, and 
returns 
back 
with empty hands, indeed several
depth remains measure -
less, slowly becomes
extinct in the 
dark !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
alone man

TO BE FAIR - -

to be fair, I've forgotten you, -
there's a limit of wait, 
nobody waits 
for across
the 
ages, every blank space has
potential replacement,
the business of 
world moves
on its 
way, perhaps somebody has 
been replaced, your 
dominance from
my life,
that 
should be, everybody needs -
a share in the spring !
do not say me a 
perfidious,
to be 
fair, I've included some other
in my desolate night, it's
wrong or right, in 
this moment 
thinking 
for 
that, isn't meaningless, so - -
just forget me, now I'm 
going to be lost
in the eyes 
of some 
one,
maybe strange but generous 
lot - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
mid night moon

THE ABLAZE CHEST - -

overnight, the moon was sinking 
and emerging, the screen 
of clouds engulfed 
the sky, entire 
night,
a cold combustion existed amid
the earth and cipher, 
moment to 
moment 
the 
persona smoldered with a sweet 
flame, unknown fragrance 
or a talismanic, your
fascination
taken 
away the consciousness, whole -
night, body was laid down 
on the thorny bed, 
however
your
love remained as usual a velvety
realization, overnight, on 
the ablaze chest,
a rosy dream 
existed 
with 
new definition with the melting - 
passion !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Martin Johnson Heade

THE INVISIBLE POLLEN - -

resurfaced in the heart some 
latent passion, again 
life is going to 
include 
you 
in the delicate beats, that's -
right, the season is 
uncertain, but 
the age 
of 
feeling remains always short,
so then, let's make a 
new journey's 
sketch,
the 
sky has its own compulsion - 
nobody knows the mood 
of welkin, in a 
moment
the 
environs will change, therefore
do not wait, let's scattered
the emotion, alike 
the blooming
pollen !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Marsha Elliott

THE BLOOMING REALIZATION - -

an undiscovered dream often  -
emerging in my eyes, in
that flow all faces 
familiar or 
alien
looks illuminated with inner - -
beauty, the unveiled, all
affinity spreading 
their arms 
with 
integrity, a feeling where every
body gets identical dignity,
often my heart desire 
to feel that wet 
cognition, 
which 
shows the path of the global - -
feeling of wellness, the
realization which 
can alter all
negativity
into 
the blooming emotion, live and 
let live to all with fragrant 
soul - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist - mary maxam

THE SUDDEN CHANGE - -

'm feeling a little bit sweet realization, 
last night, do not know who has 
dissolved the nomadic 
persona in the 
passionate 
cage !
'm feeling a little bit nervous, do not -
know, who is that person, in a 
touch, made me ultima,
gripped in the 
charm
of undefined seduction, I've been lost
all the temporal attachment in 
a moment, 'm feeling a 
little bit confused,
do not know
what was 
that 
unimpeachable beauty, who has just 
taken away entire perception !
now I'm searching to 
myself, within 
me, do 
not 
who has changed, unexpectedly my -  
depressed life - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
The Flower vase