THE MIDNIGHT RAIN - -

around me often rotating the 
scented feeling, that's
a mist of your love,
or I'm living in 
the world 
of 
reverie, far and far away in -
tne sandal backwoods,
emerging some 
mysterious 
aroma, 
the
life is toward the unexpected 
rejuvenation, again the 
feelings are getting 
the saffrony 
touch,
perhaps, in the remote vale -
it's rained in the last 
midnight - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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THE ENDLESS EUPHORIA - -

between the evening and morning,
the cycle of dark and light,
performs the role
beautifully,
amid 
the phases of destiny, we often - - 
succeed to survive, the 
turmoil of time had 
its own glamour,
every time 
life,
tried to reach the lost shore, and 
every time it slides away in 
the remote, and this 
monition always
filled the 
zeal !
inside my persona, every time I've 
re prepared for new tour - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
  
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THE CRYPTO LANE - -

in the clump of dreams, somewhere 
in the mystic land of your love, 
the life often bedazzled,
and forgets the 
easy path,
moves
toward the spiral path of charlatan - - 
on those indulgence moment 
persona desires the 
release from 
all the 
temporal binding, the horse laugh of
destiny makes a pseudo circle 
around us, even willingly 
we can not cross 
the threshold,
tho' it 
looks so attractive, but chained legs
never moves one step, indeed 
it's not so easy to get the 
crypto lane, the charm 
of life is existed 
in the reality
of life.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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THE PERIODIC BEAUTY - -

sometimes, life becomes too 
stuffy, everything looks
stale, colorless, 
gradually 
we 
forget blooming too, but that's 
not the way of survival, 
quite often, I 
have
been cheated by the familiar - 
faces, nevertheless, I've 
not left the belief,  
everybody 
will be 
perfidious, it's not necessary,
sometimes, your faith 
can also change 
the persona,
even 
stone hearted man, can look
with loving glance, in the
world nobody is 
good or 
evil 
from birth, every newborn - - 
baby is just like the 
sprout plant,
free 
from all the man made toxic 
environment, pure and 
innocent, the real 
reflection of 
God, 
but I'm afraid that beauty - - -
exists only in periodic 
bais - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  




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