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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
emerging peace
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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Yvonne Harry WATERCOLOR
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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
cactus beauty
Like everyday, night has 
