INTERNAL IMAGE

please do not make the complications
let my mind innocent as a fawn,
the philosophy of life should be
obvious, transparent, my delicate faith
denied the twisted web of prophecies,

you can not sculpt the statues by
avoiding the truth , the science of
survival is not the imaginary poetries,
the inner or outer hunger is born natural
doctrines of the sky could not changed,

death is not the ultimate destination
life itself has to travel across the realities,
some desires are born each and every
moment, some died before the adulthood,
the psychology of mind has no limit
you could not cage it in the law of logic,

for some extend books help us to
explore the planet, but solutions are
not the final, research of life is not so
easy, experience and dreams are the
parallel lines go together up to horizon,

what is going in the perception of mind?
answers are hidden in the heart, your
presumption might be completely wrong,
let the flower bloom itself, by force
opening the petals is dangerous, it would
be damage the internal, outer beauties,
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

UNDEFINED EMOTIONS

the world of heart is undefined,
tried to love again and again, but
the craving to get whole the sea
thirst looks like the vast Sahara,

i meandered as the ashen billows
the flock of cranes talked with me,
the desert lilies, cactus bloomed on
the surface, tear drops not wasted, i
loved each and every face, dark, light

ugly, beautiful i did not make the lines,

my adoration has no sex prejudice, i
loved all the creations mammals, avian
flowers, thorns the endless names, the
physical contentment was not my only
destination, i searched bliss into stones,

fossilized natural arts appealed me for
exploration, i did not keep my emotions
in the fence, my love is stripped beauty,
no concealed, truth does not need layers,
the flower has to bloom, fragrance is
liberal, it has to scatter with the winds,

i searched endless love in the hearts
of living, non living creations, i felt
the life has very less leaflets to collect
the dew drops, in the short bravura night
desires have everlasting thirst unfulfilled,
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

DID YOU LOVE ME REALLY?

1. DID YOU LOVE ME REALLY?

the arithmetic of life was complicated
numerous times calculation is failed,
i tried to keep the blooming valley in
the sphere of mind s eye, loop holes
of adoration let it run away in autumn,

the equation of heart did not become
reciprocal, emotions remained unsolved ,
before the dawn horizon changed colors
now it looks oily grey, spotted by reddish
spray, the missing blues raised questions,

mirror said mercury has limited periods,
the beautiful urn is poured out the liquid
laying on the table as discarded object,
few droplets of perfume on the way to
say curtailed history, on the arena i wept
vigorously alone, the blank corridor had
no more words to complete the saga of
life, resonance were weak died on the
path, in the necropolis, the tall tree again
thrived with graceful violet pink blossom,

though spring is far away, here i sat down
isolated on the broken bench, cathedral bell
still ringing somewhere in the lower valleys,
mysterious calls of adoration did not find
me, i waited for you whole the life in search of
a short sentence, that did you love me really!

2. THE DIARY OF LIFE

the diary of life has some wet pages
please go through little by little to heart,
just now i learn to smile , let some more
passion flowers to be bloomed, my
paralyzed feelings desire to walk as
you hugged with internal affections,

in this quixotic twilight i am prepared
to share whatever you want, heart
soul, corporal pleasure, i have been
nominated rest of life in your tenure,
from here we have to go the farthest
destination of love, a relationship of
immortality, the moment is delighted,

the millions red roses are scattered on
the surface of submission everlasting,
look the western sky, love is splashed
colored the blue canvas, tonight is pro-
vided the dreamy bed for us, we have
to create the beautiful planet in our
body and soul, wind of Eden is scented
our body, spirit, touch me in a way
that my persona to be altered like a
condensed clouds of the century old,

keep a consistently flame burning in your
body, heart, soul, in this rare precious
moment, the love desires to break the limits
embrace me with thunderous way
i want to melt down whole the masculinity.
---SHANTANU SANYAL

THE BLUE MOON

in the dazzling miasma of winter end
far away in the rain forest our love is
grown as bluish-purple wild flower,
near the gigantic flow of the Amazon,
we have written the love script on the
flow, twilights filled the passion mean-
while, macaw feathers had covered
our kisses, hanging creepers bearing
tiny bloom, hidden our body and soul,
we lost our path in the dense forest
the boat is washed away by the tidal
waves, the blue moon is emerged in
above the delta end of Atlantic Ocean,
the divine rays lifted us, we flown
through the clouds of magical planet
embracing to each other in way
we have been reached to seventh sky,
from here we could see the earth
just like a giant colorful bubble, the
river looks like a thin line of origin,
in a mystical night we crossed over the
decade long beautiful life, in these
moments we forgot all the miseries, we
have been created the rarest painting.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

--Painting by -JONE BINZONELLI
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SOME MOMENTS

in the marigold genesis of sky
the sun is squirmy to rise, flora
and fauna have curiosity to alter
their drowsiness, i am waiting
for you,near the mist inhaling
lagoon, in the edge, abandoned
broken wooden boat,half sank
looking just like my heart, laced
amid aquatic pink, white lilies,
weeds, shadow of shrubberies,
flourishing into the olive green
stable flow, poetries are emerged
after listening your footsteps,
silently your fingers touched the
back, the pleasures of heart skids
beautifully in to the water and
dreams began floating on surface,
fragrance moments reminded
the flowers were eager to bloom
since long time,as they waited for us,
after meeting with you i gone astray,
its evening or dawn, i do not know!

-- SHANTANU SANYAL  

TUBER ROSES

Let search some novelty in the life
abundance terrains are untouched,
grow some emotion to discover the
beauty of nature, the esplanade of
life is incomplete, we did not yet -
reached to final stroke to make
the dream live, every moment has
its own story, how to convert them
into the realism, the strange colors
of twilight says me, life is beautiful
embrace the night just in your arms,
dip the brush into the moonlight
to make the shades, dilute agonies,
tuber roses had provided the aroma
just fill the unfinished sketches inner
the heart, let give some space in the
life for some one, who loves you -
so much --------

- SHANTANU SANYAL

IN THE DEPTH OF EYES

just above the meeting point of
two oceans, towering tidal waves
falling down on each other s
persona, starling imagination here
said, let the poetries of colors
to be emerged from this friction,
our affection is born somewhere
among the thunderous clouds
in the torrential rain of monsoon,
the coast fizzed with numerous
dreams as we walked bare feet
on the sand left the sweet memories,
tidal waves touched our body, soul
foot prints fossilized on the edge
as an immortal cenotaph eternal,
embracing your delicate neckline
i felt the pleasure of paradise, in
that rare moment we had been
traveled on the infinite journey,
they pursued various destinations
to get peace, adoration, bliss
name, fame and divinity, i do
know, the desire unlimited,
our planet was originated in
in each other s depth of eyes,
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

FIRE FLOWERS

i concealed the compulsion of life
in such way that they think i have
been crossed the sensation of pain,
 indeed, i made the emotion after
loving you just like primal rock of
stiff mountains, the staunch winds
numerous times changed the blow,
belligerent cyclones do not know the
compromise but sometimes it has to
accept the beautiful defeat in the
love, in the depth of stony cracks
i deposited the tear droplets of night
the multi hued cactus bloomed on the
arid chest, you have no way to escape
my friend, i loved you each and every
moment, eroded myself in the rains
broken in granules by extreme heat,
the process to collect the bliss of your
eyes, i did not sleep whole the life,
my persona given space to bloom,
the desires has been matured and
stretched the branches with millions
fire flowers -----

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE NIGHT

deep night is passed through
the miles longer loneliness,
i know, and my ruined emotions,
millions stars sank in the valley
of silence,the unfolded eyes
gazed out burst of galaxies,
your face transpired before
the life when i breathed the
last, though i raised the hands
to touch your fingers, but did
not reach out, the dreams were
awfully light flown away by the
soft wind of horizon, my voice
wounded back as the pigeon
hurt by hawk in the blues,

my heart waves gone up to the
heights to embrace your feelings
they fell down in the way
the kites tremble down the earth
after cutting the threads, my love
pursued consistently among the
monsoon rains, valleys of fire
never allowed you to down pour,

the unsatisfied soul moves over
the blossom of paradise, i could
not see your presence in the spring,
while invisible touch was every
where but you hidden the identity,
my love does not accept the defeat
i would get you indeed one day -
may be near  the lips or the chest,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

PROXY

You didn't share the past incidents
in the reflection of your emotion,
I collected all the pieces of dreams
some dry flowers, lifted vigilantly
all the droplets of condensed tear,
the wounded smile explained
the truth of your life, trust me
friend, I would be loved you just
like the moth, no need to tell me
how much you concerned to me
let light on the candles, touch the
red roses, accept the life in new
way, release the twilight with big
 smile, moon light has stretched the
arms, the blue mountain opened
the trails, snow is melted away
 slowly from the flowering valleys,
let me love you again, as some
one loved you before, life is beautiful
include me in somewhere, as proxy
I have no ego to accept that, but fill
the dreams in your eyes, colours in the
heart, love me again in a way that
past would be removed, spring wants
to occupy the blank space
to bloom new hopes in the life ----
--SHANTANU SANYAL