Dripping sound, nobody listened.
Last night, dew had drenched
the dried meadow of life,
the sky inclined with
beautiful manner
towards the
earth,
In each particle of a planet, a
sensation of potency, the
The rebirth of passion
filled by autumn
wind, on the
leafless
twig
Tender sprouts are waiting for
the virgin ray of early dawn,
The somnolent face slowly
making the space on
the chest, a touch of
sizzling lips, the
condensed
desire,
in sequence, passing through
the muscles, bones, blood,
entire persona now in
dominance of your
thrilling grip,
life going
towards
the totality, from the physical truth
to the mist of celestial bliss,
comprehensiveness of
A loving soul is the
unexplored
mystery,
- - SHANTANU SANYAL.
In the search for Promised Land
We had been roaming from
Savannah, Sahara to foothills of
Himalayas towards the ocean end,
Prior to the continental, drift,
I met you in different places, how
Could it be said that we have no
Relation, in that grand migration
Near the Jordan River, in the
The beach of Dead Sea I assured you,
The planet would be one day
More beautiful than paradise,
In the corner of pyramid, we dreamt
A morning with love and blessing,
In the meeting point of Nile
Moreover, Mediterranean Sea, you
Loved me with completeness,
Later I encountered it again in
The valley of the Indus, in the lush
Green field, I have seen you in the
Temple stairs of the Ganges offer the
Sacred flower to the rising sun,
I heard your divine voice in the
Misty evening, the song of unknown
Sailor of the boat, in the stable waves
Whispering, I don’t know, never
Think, you are different from me,
A homogeneous dream among us,
Appealed to live together, the
Reflection of tears, smiles, cheerfulness
Depressed face, have no religion,
How could they say, you are not
Related to me, not included in my
Planet, the origin terrain of our
Exodus may be far away but our
Search for promised land is continued,
- SHANTANU SANYAL
You reside on the crown of providencethe soft ray of dawn tries to touch theintimacy, as lesser God's children playon the stairs of darkness, my emotionshave no large space to grow the cyclicblooming bushes, bonsai plant waits till thefalling of noon to get the scarlet light of Sun!Unexpectedly your appearance on theveranda of life gives me a possibility tolove you, in bottom of rejected cavitydreams have colonized, they wait thereraise hands, your shadow provides themshort term peace, I revive my personatry to shun the crystalline wet moments!Your breathing passes through the algae,microorganism, amoeba, adoration twiststhe path of evolution, desires are critical,amorphous love emerges from reduntdentwell, follows your echoes, chases the heart,I know, it s not possible to sleep with sweetdreams, unwillingly your mind thinks forme, uncontrolled thoughts brings you overand over to see the depth of hollow space,I feel that, without any linkage, a strangewaves travel from echoes to heart I realizethat you love me, this trust converts the lifeas an infinite religion, I pray, try to get you!---- SHANTANU SANYAL