lost pages

after a long, dark, alone, journey
looked back my inncent days
hiding somewhere in the country side
died that tiny stream in the summer
and turmoils in the rain
foot prints disappeared
no one remember forever
times heals every thing, a process
in natural way, images, love, hate
relations deposited in the heart,
its difficult to eras the primitive arts
centuries passed no any change,
vibrant wild flowers still bloom
hot wind brings the winy fragrance
a channel of fire goes
from one end to other --
mountain ashamed to cry
silent night looks more beautiful
necked rocks becomes ugly
in the light,
precious, fragile memories
makes wounds untreated
in gray shades on the secret place
some other rainy days
please turn over the lost pages.

---- shantanu sanyal

precious moments

in the region of your existence
a magnatic field react the full life,
a traveler forgets the path, roams
around the starry - - magical eyes
please keep enclosed emotion, tonight
let to be grown more sensation
tonight let me to divide in particles,
love me extremely over the expectation
a long separation bring us so closer
let live in this precious moments
and die jointly before the dawn appear
dissolve whole the planet in a touch
my persona wants to melt in you
as iceberg sinks in to the ocean - -
the summer gives the chance to the blooming,
release all the desires, -- let seeds to be
germinated, tender leaves want to touch
the blues -- give the new meanings
the love beyond the discription,
a divine feeling, delighted the heart
please do not remove your face
from my dried chest -- just keep your
eyelases on the thirsty lips -- let me
submit all the flow of passion
as two unknown rivers meet somewhere
and become an individual giant wave,
flowing towards the horizon
let go, away far away, holding hands together
in that point - - - the ever lasting night sustained!

-- shantanu sanyal

a vacuum

a vacuum is prevailed
around the individuality
whenever you left the space
felt myself unfamiliar among
the friends, murcury less mirror
golden frames without image,
an agitation of feelings, wants
to revolt, the moon looks pale
the charmless object - - - - -
in a moment the sea becomes
the miles and miles arid land,
the invisible flames, sky turns
suddenly an inferno -
whole the night, endless burning
moment converts in decades,
sleepless eyes, night passes with
heavy steps through my chest-
an affection, everlasting love
do not allow me to die,
waiting for your re- presence
i prepare to face every day
as a new life, again and again
--- shantanu sanyal

extinct moments

magical full moon
moves slowly in th silver blue
night birds singing or calling to
each other, difficult to recognize
the mysterious beautiful night - -
reflections asked many questions
answers are crazy
no permanent shelter
roaming in the land of tuber lilies
gypsy thoughts want to settle down
somewhere in the dreamy island
do not ask the introduction
just sit down the nearer
no expression, no discussion
tonight i want to walk
on the lunatic path of moon rays
wilderness will break the limit
tonight do not go away
just to closer to my heart
i have been requested to the morning
just wait in the horizon
till our return
from the unknown land of passion
the flowering valley -- every where
desires are blooming in masaic colours,
do not release me tonight from
your ocean  deep  eyes, just hold my persona
in your gorgeous encloser - - - keep
my emotions on your delicate lips,
as a rare moments i want to dissolve myself
tonight in everlasting love.

----shantanu sanyal

it s destiny

the dogmas were white clouds
and reality, contradictions
dreams are under the shards
the procession passes, organized
hired slogans - - - jay ho - jay ho
the forced adaptation another
origin of new exploitation, innocents
in the margins, raising the hands
the hands are empty, as eyes
the chest - - inspiration for the
contemporary art, cross lines
skeleton remained for beautiful
poems, progressive writters
the celebration whole the night
just tag a stamp on the forehead
backbone less man, i have no regret
for that , it s destiny - - -

--- shantanu sanyal

the reincarnation

 the reflection of your love,
makes the full moon more
magnificent and closer to
the heart, the emotions
are hidden into the nectar
of night lilies, wants to move
through the nerves to mind
the strokes of your beauty
conducts the experiments,
bit by bit till the widespread
of my body feels the sensation
an unknown compulsion
makes the night heavenly,
my desires depart the layers
as petals unchained its
drowsiness to get the moon
light, droplets of honey dew
i feel, breath, your existance
in the each body parts - - -
in proximity, i relinquished
the masculine, egotistical feel
i love my defeat in your arms,
because the conquest appears -
in your face, and says me
the life is short for an endless
love - - perhaps, the reincarnation
is possible, to love you after demise
i do not know !
- shantanu sanyal

the edge of the earth

 the edge of the earth


in which direction disappeared lunatic

group of people, who followed the

love path of jesus,

in the far away - - dense forest

...the lines of fire,

mahua flowers fell down before

the blossom,

once they said- humanity is the

religion,humanity is every thing

i dont know, who were they-

belong to strange planet,

bloomed the unknown dreams

magical stories,life as flowering path

condensed the sky with clouds of hope

today, after feeling this, i am happy for

some moments,

far away is the seasonal rain

deserts are burning on the chest

everlasting blaze is continued

hundreds fangs night, exchange

buying - selling, inner outer of heart

submerged in endless darkness

painful screams --

the last traveler of night

laughing in silent

many oysters, conchs, nude bodies

broken backbones ,masks - - - -

who care about these

ocean shrinks slowly -- goes away

known unknown faces

later lost in the pages of stories

in the discarded edge of planet -

-- shantanu sanyal

some broken lines

a few incomplete canvases
stiffed brushes, frizzed colours
its happened, sometimes shadows
refuse to accept the presence,
the rain drops couldnt fill the
the margin of heart, dried since
a long time, as you forget to pass
through the rain shadow valleys,
the partial landscape of life
hang about, for your silence to
accept the authenticity of love,
though the clouds were promised
to break their egoism, for few
moments to deluge the arid part,
but it was too late, emotional
shades waited for your consent,
the monsoon changed the path
the wet sketch, slowly died
you turned down the request
the painting of the life suffocated,
seasons has thrown it ruthlessly
it s not easy to recognize, the
relations, some broken lines - - - -

- - - shantanu sanyal

nothing is left to hide

unwanted, hideous faces are
closer to my heart, because
i found your gorgeous face
everywhere just abundantly
hiding in the depth of their
bleeding, wounded hearts
essence goes through these
blamed, abused, hated path
how can you say me atheist,
i pray and love to all faces
easy to break the statues
burn the doctrines created
by the world, it s arduous to
convert the faces into the
blossom, have a miracle near
someone, share the inner love
i desire to swap all deformity
my love is exigent, loves to
residual souls, uncared smiles-
hugs me, makes the relations
physical, mental, any thing
i am the river, flowing since
centuries to accept flowers
salvia, venom, sin, purity --
i love you so much, hence
nothing is left over near me to hide.

-- shantanu sanyal

the crawling dreams

 submerged the planet i raised the
hands, you didnt keep the word
you refuse to recocgnize me - - -
last judgment, in the row of wounded
souls, i was alone, you changed the face
in the burning path of humanity
you followed for some extend and
changed the direction, i called you
you didnt answer, flowering dreams
separated to you - far away, the promise
the oath to die together, i kept in
to the emotional album, colorless
fainted, collapsed fresco of
by gone era sometimes sings the
love songs,i know, nothing worthy
for you, your world bloom day - night
but i m sure, often tear drops
falls, soundless, nobody knows
the source of wet, just heart becomes
moisturized without the clouds as
sky fills the thirsty valleys
suddenly dreams crawl on the land,
my dry chest absorbs the love - - -
you left over the foot prints
on the soft,wet, surface of heart
memories exploit me every moment
my eyes do not want to look 
mirror any more -- i want to 
eras your image from my life
is it possible, i do not know - - - 

- - - shantanu sanyal