THE DEPTH OF DARKNESS - -

the pain which emerges from the 
depth of darkness, the love 
which goes along the 
infinite thirst,
it's so 
hard to forget the true love, tho' -
it's rare cognition to keep 
that affinity alive in 
the inner heart, 
do not 
buoy the realism of love in some 
velvety words, it never dies,
remains forever in the 
wind of blooming 
valleys, it 
floats 
with the immortal fragrance alike 
nomad soul - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging from darkness

THE ART OF BLOOMING - -

do not underestimate anyone, who 
knows, the mystery of inner 
adytum, when suddenly 
be awakened, all
prophecy 
become speechless whenever the 
destiny favors to an individual !
maybe, today someone 
is searching a 
space 
on the margin, nobody can predict
about tomorrow's highlight !
indeed everyone has 
hidden charisma,
just waits 
for unclouded sky, some light is - -
necessary for flowering - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
morning glory beauty

THE MISSING SOUL - -

had no rest throughout the ages, that 
familiar face wandered in the 
circle of unquenchable
desire, which is
self created, 
in the 
mist of emotional clouds, that person 
always remained missing soul, 
couldn't find out the real 
path of contentment,
remained alien
to himself,
time 
has left him in the crowd of forgotten -
faces, indeed, after sunset no 
body talked about the 
beauty of dawn's
first ray !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging from mist