THE ETERNAL PROMISE - -

Those all darkness had the limited
existence, in last o'clock faded
slowly, in the skyline the
streak of light often
reminds your
presence
in my
life, every time the same invisible
hands, in someway handles
me,  and I am saved from
the sliding, that's a
faraway sailing
boat on
the
flow of beautiful hydrous feeling !
the life moves toward the
unknown destination,
in mysterious
way look
the
stair of wharf, the nocturnal bloom
of ancient monastery, the
senile banyan tree,
silent iron
bridge,
the life river has no time to look - -
back, in her mind exists
only promise to
meet the
sea !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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Maurice Sapiro's art

THE ENDLESS WAIT - -

An unexpired silence, farthermost
widespread serenity, aside
is your love, on the
other hand
calls
the unknown beauty of reclusion, -
amid these two poles the life
wandering alike the musk
deer in search of
hidden scent,
from one
spot
to other, a thirst that can not be - -
extinguished, the endless
combustion, while the
undulated lake of
immortal
soul
exists before eyes, but quiescent -
conscience fails to
recognize !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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art by Maurice Sapiro

SELF RISE - -

There's nothing mystery in it,
as per the feeling, the
soul sees the
divine
light ! if believe it then god -
otherwise, all thing are
azoic, indeed
the deep
faith
without the hypocrisy carries
a person nearer to the
celestial beauty,
that feeling
which
is beyond the definition, tho' -
the world is involved
in the labyrinth
of artificial
ethics,
the self illumination or self - -
purification doesn't
need the special
mirror !
when a person's inner sense
awakes, that moment
becomes the
blessed
turning point of life and we - -
proceed toward the
real path of
humanity.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 
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art by Fealing Lin

THE REAL AFFINITY - -

tacit expressions have no doubt
its own language, which can
effect to inner heart, only
needed the pure
sensitivity
to get
the message of wet eyes, every
body is in search of genuine
affinity, every soul needs
the meaning of
survival,
the
expansion of love shouldn't be - -
up to the familiar faces, the
real love exists beyond
the all man made
borders.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

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art by susan crouch.jpg 1

THE MOMENTARY DREAM - -

I know, you're undeterred to get -
release from my breath,
often, it happens,
indeed too
much
indulgence brings some disgust
too, the human nature
remains always
recondite,
where
is the end of desires, that's the -
process of constantly life
and death, out or
inside the
cage
the persona exists on the edged
sword ! sometimes the
opened door allures
to fly, but life
denies,
it's really very difficult to release
the elusive world, maybe
momentary dream,
nevertheless
heart
doesn't want to betray anybody !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
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Painting by Martha Kisling

BEYOND THE PROPHECY - -

Do not repeat the same old song,
a decade is passed silently
between us, let me to
live in one's own
way, it's
not
so easy to love somebody after
forgetting the whole world,
in search of repletion
bliss sometimes
hand remains
empty !
the
pleasure flies away with swarm
of butterfly, in the remote
woodland, perhaps
reaching is
easier
but
returning remains always in the
hand of destiny, prophecy
often fails here - -
* *
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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art by Véronique Piaser-Moyen

THE UNWRITTEN TALE - -

Some unwritten tale of our love,
remained covered into the
fog ! some curiosity is
the charm in the
monotonous
life, do
not
again clean the blurry window, -
semi-transparency has
its own glamor !
some left
over
fragrant remains forever in the
depth of soul, everything
is existed in its place,
yes, that's different
matter you've
not kept
words,
never mind, sometimes, you - -
know, we learn a lot of
reality after losing
the so called
stone
but
precious, and that's beauty of
life, we want to recreate
another beautiful
crystal palace,
with dreamy
effect !
* *
- - SHANTANU SANYAL


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painting by Marni Maree

IT ALSO HAPPENS - -

Restrictions were not less in the
life, sometimes directly,
sometimes hidden
in the mist, the
time has
taken
the test on its created question
paper, tho' many times we
had the beautiful
moment, but
options
were
limited, when entire vale turned
in the barren land, then
some thin clouds
were visible
in the
far- off horizon, it also happens,
in life, desire to laugh
invites prick of
thorns - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
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art by Stan-Miller

THE PINNACLE POINT - -

Tonight, let me to touch the - -
the pinnacle point of
dreams, tho' I
know, the
desire
of a moth remains on the glow -
of scale, before the dawn
the scattered broken
wings repeats
the said -
unsaid story of passionate night,
indeed, everything in life,
is not necessary would
be desired, melting
wax drop has
its limit
too, before the extinguish, you -
have touched me or not,
that's question, but
in the darkness
I felt your
presence in my profound breath,
* *
- - SHANTANU SANYAL

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floral bird

THE MYSTERY OF SKYLINE - -

Moves toward the estuary, that's
a shabby boat or the shadow
of life, whatever is that,
but finds out the
path of
survival, anything can happen - -
that desire has its own
beauty, some reveal
some secret !
you're
not the only ultimate destination,
it's heard that across the
skyline, there are
so many
undefined surprises ! reaching - -
out is the important, and
therefore, voyage
should not
stopped,
it's impractical to guess the depth
of midstream from the
shallow edge - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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art by susan crouch 
-

THE COUNTED OPTION - -

Yet wanted that compassionate eye,
which can fill the profound pain,
the mark of persecution
waits for heavenly
touch, the
rise
of latent humanity, assertiveness to
silent faces, do not know how
to break, those myth of
religious greatness,
which creates
the bled
empire, history repeats itself, on the
pillars of injustice and oppression,
any philosophy of world
can not stay for
long term,
just
collapses one day on the body of -
self claimed vestiture, option
remains counted - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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Karlyn Holman's Paintings 1

TOWARD THE CYPHER LAND - -

Beyond those floors, definitely
there's a world of dream,
so beautiful weaved
in seven colors
of emotion,
just
panoramic beauty of heart - -
neither any pillar nor
the beaming
roof but
the
aura of that love is nonpareil,
the life goes through the
celestial flow of
eternal purity,
where
everything becomes slowly - -
transparent, alike the
crystal clear water
of divine love,
on that
floor,
you can not delude anybody,
on that particular point,
the persona has
no more
self
control, the life becomes - -
just like the altar
platform !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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Mary Ann - paintings.jpg

THE BROKEN VOICE - -

Every morning has its own fascination,
sometimes, it emerges from the
mist of nightmare, sometime
it searches the familiar
fragrance around
its own, amid
the fall
and
recoup, often your love says undefined
poetry, sometimes it appears in
you glittering eyes, and many
times, I have seen it, in
your sotto grin,
alike the
first
light streak on the mysterious horizon !
sometimes your affection floats
from the temple spire, my
jaded emotion often
sits on the stairs
as an
adorer of centuries, I don't know, my -
broken voice touches you or
not - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



 
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dripping color

THE PERFECT AWAKENING - -

In that look existed an amazing
hypnosis, the entire cosmos
floats in the cipher, that
invisible truth has
millions eyes,
it's not
so
simple to hide the swivel of the
conscience, perceptions
have several flight,
often depends
on your
mind,
it's not necessary that everyone
will follow uniformly, and
this natural instinct
draws a line
between
the
humanity and animalism, that - -
feeling which says, the
holy spirit exists in
every face,
without
any
discrimination, beyond the color,
feature, or man made all
the philosophies, let
me to follow
that great
soul
who is existed inner me itself in
half - awake condition, let
him wake up with all
senses, from
body and
mind.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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art by Brenda Swenson

THE ENDLESS EMPTINESS - -

the crowd of bigots, in the name of
religion, annihilating the world,
burying alive women and
children, the so called
angel of peace
watching
silently!
where gone all follower of messiah,
proceed toward the venomous
serpent, do not make
yourself unheard
the groan of
Yazidi !
what's difference amid the painful -
scream of Gaza and Israel, every
one has rights to survive,
nobody knows the
real gate of
God, then
why
this genocides, live and let live, do
not desolate the beautiful
human world, if man
will not alive
then
what's use of so called superior faith,
everything is depend on the graph
of breath, otherwise the entire
cosmos is the mysterious
dream of last' o clock !
after opening
the eyes,
remains endless emptiness, miles - -
and miles - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 


 
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art By Artist Samuel Durkin 2.jpg

EVERYTHING IS FAIR - -

In the maelstrom of life, there
are so many snarls, have
an open, then, another
twist overlaps, It is
really difficult
to please
everyone, however we can't -
escape from showoff,
rather every one
has to play
in his
way, sometimes in relation -
ship, diplomacy has
special role too,
nothing is
wrong
in that, everything is fair in - -
love and war - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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art By Artist Samuel Durkin 1

THE TORCH BEARER - -

Let me emerge, from the ashes of -
time, I'm disappeared but not
extinct, just call me with
deep affinity, I'm
very near to
your
heart, it's not so difficult to get back
the lost confidence, in every
face exists the beautiful
soul just love them
with purity,
the
real shrine of humanity inhabited in
the translucent heart, beyond
all the disorientated
prophesy, in
your
face often appears the reflection of
true human being, because
you never discriminate
the man on the
basis of
sect,
and that's reason, you're the real - -
torch bearer of love and
peace - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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Jo-Neal Boic - Nipomo artist

FOREVER UNAFFECTED - -

Not knowing why, until today
that person with silence,
has plenty to say,
but never said
anything,
just
smiles whenever comes vis
-à-vis ! the cycle of
season moves
in its rhythm,
as usual
all
branches thrive with the new
leaves, later blossomed
too, and again the
autumn said
goodbye,
the
nature performs its duty with -
out delay, but that person
alike the serene sea
always absorbs
the color of
sky in
the
depth of chest, some hearts
are free from all the
allegation, they
know only
smile !
among the sorrow and bliss
forever unaffected !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL




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jal rangi chhavi

INVINCIBLE VENERATION - -

Something is still remained to -
say, tho' it's too late, do not
close the door of atrial,
the twilight has its
own compulsion,
circle of life
shouldn't
be so
parochial, there should be some
space for other too, in your
love, I've seen some
beautiful scintilla !
some floating
drop of
emotion, which are falling slowly
on the surface of worship plate,
the persona desires to
exchange the
soul with
the burning pastilles in you love.

- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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devoid address

UNEXPECTED SILENCE - -

as, the floating vale in the clouds of
fog, sometimes, affectionate
face looks outsider,
little bit darkish,
such as
vapor drops on glass windows - -  -
suddenly the relationship
becomes stranger,
after the horse
laugh an
endless silence sometimes creates
a peculiar mystery ! persona
thinks about the depth
of emotion, indeed
some comma
or semi -
colon
have its own importance, however - -
the inner expression does not
care the rule of grammar,
it reveals from the
wet eyes or
from
the language of heart beat, however
life has limited option, as usual
life follows the path of
compromise - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by PAVEL GUZENKO

THE LOST ADDRESS - -

some stories are endless, move
throughout the ages, some
origin point are existed
in your inebriate
eyes, after
the
sinking, difficult to emerge ! just -
a person searches the path
underground, in the
web of exit, the
body and
mind
forget the world of earth and sky !
into the wet darkness of
your love, the life
gets back
the
illuminated city of ecstasy, slowly
the flurried soul discovers
the missing address
of your heart !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
Gaétane Lessard WATERCOLOR
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THE TRUE FRIEND - -

 a true friend no doubt, exists even in
the clumps of sorrow, the sky
of life is always variable,
nobody knows the
mood of next
moment !
just
now galaxy was flowing from one - -
end to another, just now
someone has looted
the city of light,
that's the
phase
of life, nobody can predict the secret
of future, however in the crowd
of shadow your love, often
becomes the magical
lantern, and
somehow
the
life get back the extinct shore of light.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
art by gaetane lessard
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SHOULDN'T BE DELAYED - -

that person couldn't sleep entire night,
web of desires fasten the body
and mind in a way, he was
so constrained, even
the moonlit dew
couldn't give
him, the
one
moment of respite, the glassy body - -
was laid on the earth, and the
soul hang about on the
cipher path, actually
we create the
mirage
for
ourselves and accuse to other, that's
the natural instinct, often in the
passion, we forget the
consequence of
tidal waves,
whenever
we
open eyes, it's too late to save the - -
delicate shore of life - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL




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lotus love

THE ENDLESS DREAM - -

the environ was engulfed by fumes,
or my breath was restless, it's
hard to say, after losing
the heart for some -
one, whom
still, 
I do not recognized completely, just
looked by superficial glance,
often it happens, the
sound of remote
waterfalls
looks
very nearer, but realism remains on
the unknown backdrop, indeed,
in the life the desired thing
never converts to
reality, and
that's
the fun of looking the endless dream.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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mystic lotus bunch