UNTOUCHED FEELING - -

By the way, somehow the life
has passed, through the
path of light and
shadow, in
the
way sometimes we've met - -
with great affinity and
sometimes even
we faced
the
difficulty to recognize, the life
has its own unseen depth
of feeling, amid the
lost and found
something
rare
feeling was the unconditional
love, which remained as
usual untouched
by the
volatile season, however, the
life is floated in the flow of
time towards the down
stream without
any regret,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


 
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art by Catherine Klein.jpg 1

THE UNTRACED DREAM - -

Whatever it may be, in your -
heart, let it be, do not
exposed, but in
my heart
except
of love nothing is existed, tho'
entire life, I didn't get the
time for self furnishing,
just ran for the
survival in
the
concrete silvan, that endless -
race had its own glamor,
desire to live every
moment in
search
of
new potentials, the untraced
dream never allowed
me to stay in the
dark four
walls,
even, the ruined body could
not stop to illuminate the
inner feeling, I've
returned
back
several times from the trap -
of quietus, perhaps your
love has given me
the power of
rebirth !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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touching to heart

THE ADDRESS - -

The world is very fraudulent,
in every step there's a
hidden vortex, in
every face
pasted
the pseudo mask, who is the
real person, and who's
the impostor, it's
very hard to
guess,
from one end to other a mist
of mystery is existed, the
game of shadows
makes the
life
more and more challenging -
all error and corrections
makes the persona
more adoptable
more
combative, dilapidated path
itself  gives the address
of destination - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Still life with roses - Gappasov Ramil.

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Karen Sioson Watercolors

WITH EMPTY PALM - -

Expected too much, to keep the
fireflies of your love, in the
closed fist, do not
know why,
they
escaped as usual from the gap
of fingers, searched entire
night in the grove of
nyctanthes, in
the aroma
of wild
jasmine, alike the dream of the -
infancy they have been
lost in the crowd of
anonymous
cactus !
the life remains methodically in
the same place where
you've promised
to meet
again,
with empty palm to get your - -
endless love - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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emerging beauty

EVERGREEN EMOTION - -

Even this moment, you're embodied
from breath to soul, a realization
of soft sunlight of winter -
morning, you're
still existed
on the
surface of heart alike the evergreen -
emotion, tho' seasons have
gone and returned
several times,
but do
not know, what's that talismanic loop
is in your eyes, which repeatedly
grips my wavy pulsation !
and life doesn't want
the salvation,
from so -
called, your elusive enchantment - - !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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C. Michael Dudash — Lemon Roses

AHEAD AND AHEAD - -

An emptiness was prevailed in
the surroundings for some
times, that's natural
in the life, when
we've to
compromise with the situation -
nobody remains, along the
whole life, toward the
unsigned point,
one day
everybody has to go, just alone,
that's the origin or end of
breathing flow, a mist
exists always on
that edge !
the city of shadow or the center
of perpetual peace, actually
nobody knows the real
secret of that
labyrinth,
just, we have to cross the fogy -
river in search of the safe
haven, just moving
ahead and
ahead.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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art by Claudio Perina

THE SURROUNDING BEAUTY - -

In the quadrangle of heart
inhabited the dale of
bloom, but many
times we
miss
the beauty of encirclement,
virtually, we do not
care about the
inner grace,
the
life moves from one place -
to other, chasing the
elusive antelope,
toward the
crafty
web, and faces the lethal -
end, an unresolved
riddle sometime
created by
us, and
we search the pawn for the
blame, that's reality of
life, desire to get
lots, we come
back
with the empty hands and -
wet eyes - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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ART by Marchella 4

NOBODY KNOWS - -

That's the undefined real love,
save it in your soul, in a
such way that, even
in the storm, it
will survive
with the
trembling illumination, that - -
veneration has infinite
bliss, never ends
with sharing,
in every
face it
exists with human sentiments,
do not twist the look, the
realism of life is stone -
hearted, today I'm
in the mid
stream,
stretching arms for rescue - -
who knows tomorrow
you will be under
the vortex,
nobody
can predict the mood of star !
it will sink on celestial path
or will be disappear
very near to the
earth - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


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roses again.jpg

THE CHARM OF LIFE - -

A long silence, tho' hours sitting
in front of each other, indeed
in the life, have a lot to
say, but the heart
does not say
anything,
even many times, it's very hard
to recognize the affectionate
face, dualism is the
reality of human
being, every
person
has inner and outer personality,
it's not necessary the beauty
of remote will be desired,
sometimes mirage
looks so real
that we
easily forget the harsh reality - -
of desert ! sometimes
illusion increases
the charm of
life - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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misty roses

THE REAL COGNITION - -

 An endless search, from
creation to zero a
non-stop
loafing,
out of narrow streets - - -
heart to highways,
somewhere
between
the
myth and reality, the life
looks for the shadow
of eternal love,
tho' that's
the
matter of deep reverence,
the rendezvous of
earth and the
unleashed
blue sky,
that's not the horizon or -
the poetic painting,
such a cognition,
where soul
gets the
ultimate ecstasy, persona
reaches on the point
of repletion - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 

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SOME INFINITE TOUCH - -

Like everyday, night has
passed on a whim,
in the obscurity
of dawn,
the
life again slowly lifting the
scattered emotions,
some sharp
pieces
and
almost, invisible some - -
thorny pieces, the
fate of dreams,
always
exists
on the tip of wet leaf, the
first ray of sun erases
all the nocturnal
stories but
remains
some
fragrance undefined just
inside of hydrous
feeling - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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emerging peace

THE MIDDLE PATH - -

 Where is everyone fortunate to
get the desired happiness,
incompleteness is
another name
of life,
and that deficiency brings the -
life toward the unseen
adventures, amid
the success
and
failure exists a middle path of
inner beauty, which is
real friend of a
person,
supports in every condition - -
keeps ignited the lamp
of conscience in
the darkness
of low
moods, the life searches again
the address of spring !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

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Yvonne Harry WATERCOLOR

THE ETERNAL AMOUR - -

An endless silence, or the
stagnating life, do not
know the meaning
of your soulful
eyes ! the
enchanted heart gradually
moves, toward the mist
of mysterious bliss,
strange affinity
or the trap
of beauty, perhaps a silent
pact amid the pollen
or the bumble -
bee, who
cares the lethal end, in the
amour ember never
extinguished,
that's the
eternal combustion, burns
till innumerable births !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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cactus beauty

UNTIL THEN WAITING - -

Once someone said reconciliation - -
with reverse flow is the art of
blooming life, otherwise
it's difficult to keep
the beautiful
moments
with
sustainability, really those words had
the hidden summary of life, the
desires were not lesser than
the vine of colorful
bougainvillea !
charming
but
odorless just like paper flowers - - - -
however, the aspire to touch
the dream shouldn't
die, though all
the familiar
faces
couldn't keep the promise to re - union
that's OK, but it wasn't easy to leave
the expectation, alike the moody
season, I believe strongly
they will come back
sure one
day - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Lorraine Christie Art

ACROSS THE SKYLINE - -

Setbacks of life couldn't stop me,
though, sometimes it's sure,
took time to recover,
complaints were
to myself,
hence self-correcting had to be -
only by myself, imprecating
to the destiny wasn't
right, so again
and again
tried to
proceed towards the destination,
and that morale taught me
to love the own image
in the fragmented
mirror of life,
just in
cool way, the defeat itself said - -
me, there's another world of
immortal beauty across
the skyline - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



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Trevena Still Life 1.jpg

UNCONDITIONAL TREATY - -

 Do not touch the latent sentiment,
with great difficulty, the heart
is relieved in love, do
not recall the
past
echoes, in past memories, except
pain, nothing is existed, the
path of life had its own
complicated twist,
that turning
point
was the inner paradise where - - -
you've included me in your
life, maybe, the goal
of this journey
is unknown
to me,
anyway, most significant is that we
have at least, proceed towards
the dream of some beautiful
destinations, without
any annexure
or any
proviso, signed on the emotion of
each other in witness of
pulsation !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Shirley Trevena art

ON THE MARGIN - -

Perhaps, someone said ever that
feeling of true love never dies,
the immortal fragrance,
exists in the navel
of the soul,
and
body is the matter of ceramic art !
durability remains on the tip
of destiny, potter's
wheel hasn't
the
guarantee, a little bit carelessness
can break the entire vase with
multi pieces, undefined
or unseen lanyard
is fastened
us with
the bond of love, some relations - -
goes beyond the imagination
and some remains on
the margin, alike the
lost paradise - -
that's life !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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flower of shadow

THE BLOOMING DAWN - -

Had their own law and norms,
it was my distinct loafing,
from the birth as an
unleashing
bird,
sometimes on the sand dune -
and sometimes flying above
the rain forest, feelings
were innate nomad,
never stayed
in one
place, either golden palace or
in the dreamy cage, the
heart never felt the
peace, the
soul
always tried to float near the -
skyline, in search of new
blooming dawn - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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relective art

KEEP ALIVE THE OPENNESS - -

Continuation to touch the new
horizons, never extincts !
in every steps the
life looks the
new light,
those turning point of stingers
left far away, do not call me
back the shadows of
memories, the
journey
of life needs new venues of - -
fresh breath, let me to
remain as usual in
randomized
Life, too
much adoring sometimes in - -
life creates obstacle to
openness - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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art by Kleurrijke Tulpen

THE HARBINGER OF SPRING - -

The harbinger of spring is my
love, waiting on the door,
next is up to you,
open the door
or not,
perhaps, you've felt the touch
of wind, definitely flowers
also, must have said
something, across
the window,
again
there's a strange stir among -
the nomadic butterflies !
once again, in
the desolate
plaintiff,
resounding the poetry of the
bumble - bee, life is
calling you
unduly,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Justin Clements Fine Art

ON THE OTHER END - -

Out of closed doors, there's a
world of reality, where
grows, prickles
together
with
the flowers, ever, try to cross
the self - circle, your pain
isn't just a lonesome,
victory and defeat
are not the
true
scale of life, maybe today is
shining sky in your side,
but clouds are the
fetterless
creatures, who knows about
the uncalled rain, entire
life, I've weaved the
web of potential,
it's a different
matter
that it reel off from other end.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
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waiting

EMERGING DREAMS - -

Flowers bloomed again in the
abandoned valleys, the
nature has its own
secret blessing,
winds have
some
aromatic freshness, again in -
your cumbersome eyes,
some dreams are
emerging
with
new expectations, enchanted
life looks towards you with
divine beauty, above
the horizon,
the color
of sky looks kaleidoscopic - - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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art by Justin Clements 1

FAR - - FAR AWAY - -

Far away somewhere, all -
suffocation, where to
find the life, in that
cloister, heart
desires
to absorb your hydrous - -
feeling ! that moment
will be the best
in the life
when
we'll exchange the sorrow 
and pain of each others,
let's go too far, in
the land of
flowers
and butterflies, amid the -
flaunting waterfalls,
and the fireflies'
scintillation,
often
heart wants to sit unaware
of the world, on the
edge of wild
moonlit
river,
completely lost in each - - -
other, alike the soul
extincts in the
mysterious
fog !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



 
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NOTHING TO SAY - -

Alike the generous river, you've
released me from the curse
of sterility, guileless love
taught me the art
of self
greenery, the desolate shore of
heart regain the wet emotion,
I've get back all the lost
god, in the faces
of oppressed
soul, the
list of aspire never ends, but a
precious smile of a crying
baby gives the bliss
beyond the
divinity,
maybe you're the winner of the
world in this moment, but
the next moments
remains as
usual
unresolved, uncertain dances -
by the unseen fingers of
destiny - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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art by adolf hitler

THE RARE COGNITION - -

Do not remember, in which
turning point, you've
exchanged the
heart, just
platonically, walking on the
unknown silvan path !
do not remember,
the season
or time,
when you've held my hand,
maybe autumn or the
rainy evening !
something
if still
existed in my breath, that's
the only one, fragrant -
realization, you
may or may
not - -
remember that unexpected
moment, but my love
is still alive in your
innermost with
profound
way,
and that's the beautiful rare
cognition of life, more
precious than
anything.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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Towards the Light