somewhere beneath the amethyst sky, you've kissed me willingly or by mistake, analysis in this moment is meaningless, but it's true that whenever repressed feelings get unexpected wings, life becomes the beauty of natural gems, do not hide the exaltation of heart, sometimes - - only the sky becomes a complaisant, and that's the rare moment, just keep that beauty in your heart as a treasure of love - - * * - SHANTANU SANYAL http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ art by lillias blackie
Again heart searches desperately - the missing blissful moment, selfless smile, divine touch of your affinity, again emotion searches restlessly the lost childhood, transparent wing of strange butterfly, the soft sunlight of winter evening, some - beautiful cognition, on the tip of - - lotus petal sitting the mystic dragonfly, again life wants to chase behind the flying migratory birds on the colored sky line ! some bombax ceiba's floating silky cotton - pieces drags the feeling do not know where ? just persona floats toward the unknown down stream - - * * - SHANTANU SANYAL http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ Tulips Pink Vase
the soul of amphora remained thirsty, tho' the rain didn't deceit, fulfilled its promise in duly, often it's happened, the desire becomes bigger than dream, from that restless point, all the divagation begins, life chases the shadow of the illusive mirage, the life - size mirror even refuses to entertain, the image looks strange ! the person searches a drop of bliss which can provide temporary relax even - for a moment - - * * - SHANTANU SANYAL http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ soul of amphora
it's not possible to get in the life,- - all desired, somewhat, remains deficient, flowers, aroma, butterfly, river, valleys, cloud of mist, the warmth of breath, crease of velvet bed sheet reminds that you couldn't sleep entire night, the moon emerged and sank, on the edge of galaxy, you were very alone, looking the beneath of space, the earth looked just its primitive form, as - ablaze ring - - * * - SHANTANU SANYAL
I wish, my dreams will get wings, amid the dawn and mystic darkness, tho' there's a night's distance, however - your love has some concealed drops of elixir, in every step, life gets back the hidden beauty of truth, something rare glaze is existed in your naivety - in the dense darkness, the persona illuminated with amazing light of eyes, that's the realism of love, even knowing that, the world is just like a colored bubble of some moments, nevertheless, the heartbeat still - - waits for your fragile consent - - * * - SHANTANU SANYAL
