UNCLOSED DOOR - -

Some dew droplets were hidden
in your emotion, let them
disperse in natural
way, the dawn
is knocking
the door
with
soft adulation, just forget the tale
of night, dreams were made
for break alike the glass
vase, the first ray
of sun remind
us there's
still
potential of blooming season the
nature's museum never
closes its door - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

THE BURR - -

Night passed as always, in its
way towards the unknown
skyline, again the life
wants to chase
the day with
full zeal,
nothing is mysterious in the -
web of relationship just
required a deep
curiosity for
each
other, indeed, somewhere, we
forget to feel the affinity
and become just an
irresponsible
person
and that's the hidden thorn - -
which breaks the web of
passion - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE EVERGREEN SOUL - -

To give them, I have nothing
however, the sky of love
never shrinks rather
grows day after
day, hence
I never
became empty, indeed, the
dilettante mind has its
own beauty, just
knows to love,
beyond
all man - made boundaries,
whenever, I've seen a
glimpse of pleasure
in the jaded face
of someone,
the inner
soul has given thanks to the
unseen deity, that feeling
makes my persona
more beautiful
than ever.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE RAW GOLD - -

The real lambency is hidden
in the inner world, often,
the outer beauty
makes the
life
more deceptive, actually we -
many times do not get
the real meaning
behind the
mask,
and just we chase toward the
mirage, even knowing that
there's nothing except
the fen-fire, the
pure heart
remains
in its
place intact alike the gold - -
nuggets - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE IMMORTAL AMOUR - -

The earth moves as usual in its
axis, amid the evening and
morning, the life seeks
a little bit corner in
someone's
heart,
everybody wants a silky touch -
in the mysterious darkness,
the romanticism of life
exists in the depth
of love, and
in the
world everyone wants to get the
source of elixir stream ! tho'
very less soul reaches
into the nucleus
of immortal
amour, 

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

SCRIPT ON WET SAND - -

I've tried my best to bind you,
in the net of affinity, even
knowing that nobody
can abridged for
a life time !
indeed
the soul has its own unclouded
sky, and of course wings
of unleashing emotion,
however, every
body has
the self interest, somewhere - -
everyone keeps an unseen
cage in the chest, to
tame the other
soul for
self desire, and christening the
same with various parable
with romantic way !
the mystery of
love
remains as usual the script of
wet sand - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

RE-BREATHING - -

Approaching darkness and
some drop of light inside
the lotus bud, gives
some new
silent
messages to life, there - -
shouldn't be despair
in the life, after the
long tired
day,
the cycle of time moves as
usual in its speed, amid
some achievement
and some
loss
the persona again rectifies
the equation in its way,
that's the real spirit
to prepare next
day's tour,
the
eyes again invite the dream,
slowly the lotus grove
disappears in the
deep sapphire
night !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

IN THE CENTER OF EYE - -

You're before me as usual with
thousands desire, and I'm
oftentimes just speech -
less looking your
passionate
face,
indeed, that's the inner beauty
of life, when we want to say
a lot but cannot get a
single word !
sometimes,
your
aspires are beyond the dreams,
and sometimes, the life's
destination appears
only, in center
of your
eyes.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

DEEP TRUST - -

Now, it's evening, I know, it's not
possible to keep the dew drop
let on the tip of rose leaf,
everything has its
own time limit,
you can not
wait for
a person throughout life, however
it's also true that faith never
dies, and the world is
existed only in the
expectation,
so just
again waiting for the complaisant -
midnight ! perhaps your love
will not disappoint the
desolate land of
emotion,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE REPETITION - -

The same repetition, again the -
sun is drown, again the
empire of darkness,
reminds to
come
back in own created world, that's
the routine of life, nobody
can escape from that,
some incomplete
dreams, again
life wants
to see,
again you're before me with lot -
of claim, however, there isn't
any jib-door, hence, once
more errancy for you,
again, I've some
glassy toys,
I know,
that's the part of life, again you'll
smile - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL   

THE SAFE HAVEN - -

That corner of my timeworn house
still pulls the heart, tho' I've
returned back from all
around the world,
somewhere
the soft
affinity doesn't allow me to shift in -
any beautiful place, the shared
vision has its own charm,
tho' several times
I've awaken
from the
deep sleep, the life is alike the wet
clay, molds itself accordingly
the time, tho' potter's
wheel remains
in hands
of destiny, we haven't any control -
except to proceed towards
the unseen destination.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE DEVOIR - -

The blooming is the devoir for
them, hipped faces wait
for a glimpse of their
smile, and that's
reason they
blossom
even
in the beds of thorn, it's easy
to make cry but real art
is found in the heart
of a clown, the
life has its
own
way of recovery, only needed
the survival instinct, maybe
in the desolation of
Sahara or in
the ice
capped Himalaya, the life - - -
crosses all the
interruption.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL   

REALIZATION POINT - -

I didn't own anything, whatever
was in my share, that's the
grace of destiny, tho'
I've tried to get
unlimited
but
everything has an unseen line -
of aspire, sometimes the
life becomes shorter
than the desire,
anyway, the
regrets
have
its own created affliction, it's not
necessary that every dream
will reach to the realizing
point but dreaming
is important
in the
life, that's the beginning point of
inner beauty - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by amit bhar

SOMETIMES - -

Sometimes, please give wings
to my desire, sometimes the
life wants the beautiful
destination, yes
it's true that
every
mirror has its own dark back - 
stage, however, mercury
also has a day of loss,
nothing remains
permanent
in this
world, some survive for longer
age and some found in
the tale of a night,
the life moves
as usual
amid fall of the leaves and the
beauty of spring, under
the shadow of the
seasons, I often
search your
love, sometimes I'm successful
and sometimes destiny
betrays in its way !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

UNDREAMED GLEAM - -

Gradually, emerging the beauty
of midnight, just now you've
touched my soul with
invisible aroma,
do not
know where's hidden the moon,
in this moment, the light of
your profound eyes
blooming the
inner world,
slowly
the conscience is illuminating by
some undreamed gleam - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE PAPER WIND SPINNER - -

I know, you've endless demands,
aspire to chase the transparent
dragonfly, which is sitting
boldly, on the tip of
lotus bud, you
still want
to run
behind the flock of butterfly, and
that lively perception never
makes you senile, in
your eyes, still
there's the
floating
passion of infancy, your emotion
is paper wind spinner, moves
in the gentle wind, you're
still the hawker of
dream,I often
wait for
you in the last o'clock of night, life,
I love you in every situation.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

INFINITE SENTINEL - -

The night has passed as usual -
in its way, indeed, every
thing has a fixed age,
the morning is
standing
on the
door as usual with colorful smile,
again it's a beginning of new
day, again on the flyover
bridge, there's the
race of
survival, the life never stops, the
sun has rare holidays - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE TRAIL OF DREAM - -

Just remove all the curtains
of windows, openness is
the beauty of nature,
the moonlight
desires
only the drapery of emotion,
just keep illuminated the
corner of heart, this
night has the
unique
beauty, let's again move on
the trail of dreams, do
not look back to
passed halt,
always
there's a morning after the -
long night - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

EVERGREEN EMOTION - -

In your eyes, there's the halt of
spring, believe it or not, in
your emotion there's the
real meaning of
survival, in
your
pulsation, there's comprised the
beauty of love, perhaps, you
do not know, that in your
soul, there's existed
the divine boon,
because
you've
the universal affinity, you do not
draw the lines accordingly
the religion, simply in
your eyes I've
seen the
reflection of humanity and that's
reason your heart never
dries - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 

IT'S POSSIBLE - -

In this mystic moment, let's
be quiet and just feel
the profound
silence
of mysterious forest, do not
ask about my existence,
I'm not within myself,
you have been
beautifully
taken
away my soul together your
breath ! now my body
is laying on the
meadow of
virgin
land, the thorny bed is now
my destiny, it's the first
step toward the
fire of altar,
the real
test begins from here, path
of veneration isn't so
easy, but it's
possible.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
 

A GLANCE OF YOU - -

You've paused my breath
in this way, that in this
moment the desire
to live a long,
becoming
addiction, amid the earth
and sky, believe me
an unknown aura
is emerging
with full
illumination, my soul is - 
yearning to mingle in
your soul by all
means, in
this
moment the whole world
is looking alike the
strange planet,
among the
ovation
of celestial fest, believe -
me, I'm searching
just a glance
of you !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

The Inner Bloom - -

There's still light of hope, the gate
of compassion never closes
the entrance, there's a
beautiful adytum
in your heart
just try
to look the blooming conscience - -
still, there's a potentials of the
inner awakening, the lake
of soul never dries,
just try to bloom
the lotus of
universal
love.
- Shantanu Sanyal
 

Across The Darkness - -

Of course, across the darkness
there's some potential too,
do not underestimate
the beauty of dark
night, who
knows,
in the smiling skyline, someone
is waiting for you, nothing
is hidden between us,
however, it's matter
of realization,
that how
much you have the patience to absorb
my endless love - -
- Shantanu Sanyal
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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TRUE FIDELITY - -
Sometimes the shower drop and
sometimes life implores
for a drop of dew! The
games of destiny
has its own
narrative,
what's happened that I'm still in
end of the line, but my eyes are
rests on the destination,
Do you believe it or
not, that's
your
pleasure, I'm sure one day, you
have to realize that, my
efforts were not the
fool's paradise,
nothing is
out of
reach if a person decides with
true fidelity - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

SOMETHING ELSE - -

That beauty has its own
inner aroma which
doesn't make
the line of
division,
that's remained unseen -
but mobilizes the
quenchless
soul, in
his way, that's matter of
faith, if you believe
then, it's gold,
otherwise
only the
soil, indeed, it's existed -
in every breath, again
question arises for
verification, but
many riddles
remain
as usual unsolved, the
scattering mist has
its own beauty,
maybe it's
called
the mysterious deity or
something else - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

REALIZATION - -

Nothing is changed tho' time
has its own velocity, the
seasons have been
changed sides,
but emotion
remained
in its
place as usual, you're still in
the depth of conscience,
that's the matter of
realization more
deeper than
ocean,
the reflection often floats in -
the heart, and the affinity
reveals from the eyes,
sometimes in form
of tear drops
and
sometimes it spills in form of
blessed luminosity, nothing
is changed tho' time
has its own
velocity,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

NO OPTION - -

At what point, you -
were standing,
believe me,
I have
searched you in
every corner,
anyway,
again
it's all the phase of
destiny, many
times we've
no option,
and
train lefts the
platform, in the remote
remains the continued
numbness, emaciated
echoes, and some
sound of
shattering glass,
however, the
life has
to
come back as usual on
the hilly track - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

INTROVERSIVE FLOW - -

A quiet river, such as missing in
itself, many secrets hidden
in the chest, it flows
or paused, hard
to say -
in the fog of unsolved riddles of
your love, I'm still searching
the way of ultimate
peace, tho'
all the
path of salvation are originated
from your mysterious eye,
however, the people
remain lifelong in
uncertainty,
indeed
the thirst become more longer -
then the life - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

OFFERING - -

The light from the gorgeous
arch of your heart, again
penetrates into my
conscience,
again
life is flurried to touch your -
love, perhaps one day
I'll get liberation
from the all
birth's
fascination, do not know the
method of worship, my
veneration is just
unknown from
all the man
made
priesthood, it only knows to
offer the soulful flower - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

FLAMING BOUNDARIES - -

The fest of illumination created
the illusion in this way, that
we have forgotten the
truth of darkness,
but after the
night
there's always the existence of
morning, and that belief
never made me sad,
some beautiful
moments
in your
vicinity created undefined bliss,
tho' everything has its own
age but, somewhere
the pure love
crosses
all the exceptions, the flaming -
boundaries look it with
surprise - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

JOURNEY OF DREAMS - -

In this silent dark night, let -
a lamp lit, in the depth
of emotion, tho' I
know, the
storm
has its own free will, doesn't
care anyone, however,
do not stop the
journey of
dreams,
as far as the eyes can look,
there's nothing except 
your existence,
dipped in
the
aroma of nocturnal flowers -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

LOST IN MYSTIC DARKNESS - -

As usual the window of emotion
was opened whole night,
the over night the
dew drops
were
falling down silently, nobody has
seen the pain of jasmine,
drop by drop it has
squandered the
aroma of
heart,
that's the tale of hidden midnight
nobody has felt the unfulfilled
desire of earthen lamp,
the unsung cloister
of remote and
my love
remained stranger as usual to - -
each other, alike the scream
of wounded antelope, it's
floating forever, but
couldn't realized
by anyone
that !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

BLESSED TOUCH - -

Do not know, in which side
the moon is risen, I do
not remember
anything
in this
infatuation, there's a dream
land before the eyes
and I'm walking
with stagger
step, do
not know, where's existed -
the destination, in your
love, I'm liberated
from all the
cosmic
world, in the mystic fog I'm
searching your life giving
touch - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

RE - BLOOMING DESIRE - -

Sometimes in life, some strangeness
is necessary too, monochromatic
attitude brings gloominess,
hence do not hesitate
to adapt the bliss,
even in the
thorny
groves, the pleasant morning appears
often, after the night of broken
dreams, I'm still optimistic
to get a glimpse of
golden skyline,
tho' the
delicate petals have been fallen down
several times, before the night
end, however my emotion
never accepted the
defeat, the
desire
of re-blooming never dies - -  it grows
in multiple way - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
  

 

DROPS OF LIGHT - -

In search of recency, often the
life wanders in the path of
mirage, even knowing
that this isn't more
than the self
deceit,
however, the desire remains - -
incomprehensible, and it
chases non-stop the
shadow of dream,
the body
sprawls on the floor, sentience
becomes zero, the soul
moves towards the
clouds of mist,
in that
dim path we often search the -
drops of light - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

INVISIBLE LINE - -

Just leave the glim of
memories with me,
nobody knows
where, the
evening
will be
under the shadow of
night, the life has
its own abacus
of moment,
ever in
the leisure you can -
calculate them
one by one,
but the
charm
of lost moments you
couldn't get back,
you can touch
them by
eyes
but, you can not feel
them, there will be
a fine streak
amid the
reality
and dream forever - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

FROM THE BACK STAGE - -

The game of shadow and light
goes on as usual in the
stage of life, among
the colorful
curtains,
some shimmering moment of
delicate emotion reminds
the charm of survival,
from the back
stage
your love often calls me again
and again, my existence
gets always some
new faces and
I forget
often the sorrow and pain of -
life - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

RETURN TO ORIGIN - -

I've searched you everywhere,
in the crowds of metropolis,
in the peace of remote
monasteries, or in
the evening
prayer
of so called divine river, do not
know why, always, the soul
has returned with empty
hands, I couldn't get
you address in
the mystical
paean
of nomadic dervish, except the
silence there wasn't anything
at the extent of my vision,
someone emerged
in the mist of
mirage and
said
" whom you're searching that's
hidden in your conscience
just try to find it, as the
form of condensed
love for whole
the world "
it should be melt for all welfare.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

MUTUAL ALLIANCE - -

What's the difference, that the
gathering of stars have
forgotten me, I'm
still happy in
my world,
the mirror isn't disloyal to me -
the life has its own beauty
sometimes, it's black
and white and
sometimes
more
than multicolored, transaction
is the truth of life, whatever
I've received maybe
that was fixed,
the aspire
more
than need, only brings the off -
season rain and endless
remorse, between me
and the mirror
nothing is
secret,
just, we've the mutual alliance.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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SUBMERGENCE - -

Nothing remained hidden, when
the eyes unfolded all the
secrets, you've been
dissolved in the
depth of
soul
something like this, that all the -
fragrance of flowers became
uninspiring, I've been
extincted in your
persona and
forgot
all the beauty of cosmic world !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 

SILVER LINES - -

Some floating imagery often - -
makes us upset, and the
mirror asks questions,
tho' all accounts
will remain
here
still, do not know why we run
in the mist of desire, the
swinging spider web,
and shimmering
dew, amid
them, I
often
search you, even knowing that
every dream never converts
to reality, however, the
eyes never stops
to see the
dream,
and this realization refreshes -
the persona, some unseen
silver lines often make
me optimistic - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
art by - Fabian Parez
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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SOFT DRIFT - -
The night is passed as the
unfinished poetry, the
dawn has its own
demand for
bloom
with complete obsession !
In your sleepless eyes
still, there are so
many untold
stories,
believe me, still, in your - -
breath there's enfolded
some mysterious
somatic scent,
still you're
in the
world of dream, undefined
beauty of love is existed
in your soft emotion,
you're floating
in the flow
of some divine fragrance !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

SELF-RISE - -

Do not know what is in that
silent call, without knock
it reaches into the
adytum of
heart,
there's nothing any miracle
in that perception when
a person feels the
affinity after
looking
a distressed man, actually -
our life becomes itself
blessed in that
moment,
the emotion moves toward
the compassion path,
all condensed
gloom
slowly disappear, gradually
life feels extraordinary
peace and real
meaning of
survival,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

DO NOT FORGET - -

Somewhere in the fragmented
dream of night - end, I've
seen you, dipped in
droplets of dew,
again you're
crimping
the scattered emotion, on the -
threshold another day is
knocking with some
different aroma,
all the night
bloom
have fallen down from the twig,
that's the rule of nature,
again on the flyover,
vehicles are in
rapid speed,
the life
never stops, just change the - -
page of calendar and of
course ! do not forget
to decorate the
empty vase.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

In my vision's frame, I'm still
somewhere alone, tho' the 
time has left the several
impression, indeed
in the canvas 
of life, it's 
not 
necessary that every angle -
will be colorful - -

- Shantanu Sanyal

IN THE CHEST OF FLINT - -

Some flashing light some darkness,
the life moves as usual on the
path of uncertainty, a little
bit closeness a little
bit fatality, who
knows,
what's hidden in the cave of destiny,
sometimes, in remote wallop
sometimes, without
clouds heavy
rains, the
mood
of nature similar to anchorite, never
stays in one place, in the morning
somewhere on the river bed
and, in the end of day
he exists near
the bonfire
in the
dense mysterious forest, however
in every condition it remains
in the chest of flint - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 

CONTINUOUS FLOW - -

Life is constantly flowing stream,
sometimes from underground -
and many times piercing
the rocks, it makes
the path, from
hills to
the flush land, it moves in helical
ways, the seeds of dream
waits often near the
embankment,
some get
the blessing of soft sun rays and
some get dry before reaching
to maturity, however the
continuation of life
remains as
usual
unaffected, moves towards the - -
confluence point of ocean,
without any regret and
certainly it makes
some green
territories
too - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

INBORN LIBERTY - -

The moon was risen or not, that's
different matter, the unknown
illumination was in my
conscience last
night, I have
felt your
dominance in my persona to a - -
depth, on those glaucous
intensification, I have
experienced your
love with a
great
profundity, it's so difficult to weave
them in alphabet, that's the
only matter of realization,
several things in life
remains eternal
free from all
binding.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL