THIS VIDEO IS CREATED BY MS JONE BINZONELLI, ITALY - FAMOUS PAINTER

THE AMAZING WORLD

Aesthetic ambiance, someone ornamented
again this twilight, sky desires to sprinkle the
the crystals of zeal with pearly touched colors!
launch the life with new dimension, lets go
in the distant, on the lap of blooming valleys,
beloved s sweet infringement lit the arid
dark feelings, the globe seems like glass ball
I have gone through the mirrors across the
apparent adoration, you looked me in a way
that I have been changed the skepticism, the
hands itself raised towards the cipher, eyes
felt wet sensation, suddenly I embraced the
stubborn child on my arms, I kissed him, a flow
diverted from your heart to me, in the nearby
lawn, numerous Touch me not flowers, just
calling me to pat them with softly, life awaited
for decades to see the prismatic rain of bliss!
the sculptures were only nonliving creatures
before loving you, I do not know the magic of
unseen attachment,now whole things look
more gorgeous, striking, as poetries are flowing
through the nerves of marble textures on a
natural leafy designs, even the redundant wood
appeals to think its hidden beauty, touching
to my soul by mysterious smiles, you have
altered whole the life, millions expectations have
been born in the chest, world is now amazing !
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE FEEBLE CHORD

On the chord of rainbow dream travels
through sky to horizon, reflection surfaced
on the motionless wetland, downy grass
tiny feral blooms, life breaths with new
experiences, heart feels your presence -
in this secluded place, in the end of day
twisted twirl brings the fragrance of love
waiting near the bank relentlessly, the
street lights have been blinking, evening
stars emerging with diamond glow, our
meeting promise becoming fade as phial
exclusive, someone forgets to cover the lid,
I feel, the bareness wants to swallow this
graceful moments, why you kept the wine
glass after wiping lip prints in the showcase !
darkness chases me, no more rays from
the finger ring, I could not see my shadow
are you somewhere around the persona ?
in the limit of vision, vertical smoke says
the hamlet of adoration is deserted, but
heart does not believe, waiting endless for
you, is the part of self ignition, in this invisible
burning, life becomes more attractive, may
be one day the rainbow would be appeared
in natural way,after outburst of dense clouds.
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE PARANORMAL LAMP

In the realm of your enchantment
the paranormal earthen lamp burns
in the ruined temple of ancient era
rouses the sleeping beauty of the life,
on thorns of acacia bough, the bunch
of diminutive white bloom smiles with
new hopes, the pain of body becomes
the adherent to the dream of harmony,
the blessing of unseen adoration makes
the wild trails, gratifying for destination,
budding love for another life, indicates
the perception is not dead, the planet is
yet breathing with humanism, empathy
if your heart is beating in usual way, how
could be possible to unconcern vis- a - vis
looking the tears on alien, familiar face !
whenever you see the inclined blossom
towards the rock layers, it makes the
drawings of shadow with elegant way,
incredible chemistry reacts from brain to
heart, you love, the self image into others
eyes, unexplored emotion promptly rises
you just lean, holds the hands of injured
submerging, falling down Homo sapiens
flowers, feathers, all the living things or
non living, hence heart is yet alive to love !

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

TERRA INCOGINITA ( unexplored land )

Terra incognita was my heart before
meeting you, a quiecent island
resurrected the desires when waves of
adoration submerged the flora - fauna
mangroves beauty of your intimacy
designed the unexplained modern art
on canvas of life, day by day I integrated
tidal moments has broken the shoreline
the world was looked like an isolated
boat floating far away, fading slowly!
in this impressive period we left the way
of evolution,followed the primitiveness,
the golden waves of ocean later mixed
with silvery rays, night concentrated by
the dark colours to make the bonding thick,
in the nucleus night we have written the
the promising epic on the wet sand, the
sadistic waves were influenced by us, later
they left the arrogance, became calm -
lay down all the pride, superlative complex
whole the night they touched softly our
body with lullaby songs, dreams created
mysterious geometrical art on the exposed
corporal planet, in the break of day, we
observed the heart is tatooed with love signs !
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE MOON S DOMINANCE

Round the clock someone is existed
saying gently the saga of overlapping
the persona, the dark clouds envelop
step by step the Moon s dominance,
anxiety has a different world of feelings
the imperceptible contentment walks
all the way through the vine path, life
becomes the wakeful night, self debate
initiates the dream knitting as ethereal
scent of love, reacts unknowingly in the
depth of heart, spirit runs behind the
hazy valleys of wild blooms, olive green
creepers, wind knocks the window -
with strange whirr, the hidden insects
on the trunk of tall tree makes chorus,
wings vibration spreads all over the dell,
in the basin of emotion the image appears
gradually, low tuned symphony of nature
brings you nearer to the heart, so close to
the life, i feel the clammy breath, politely
invisible touch grips the muscles, bones
nerve - center opens the millions desires!
physical chemistry roams as night gypsy,
luminaries of sky gyrate around the Moon!
rocky terrains all of sudden becomes
the cosmos on the earth, poems are born
with tender buds on the chest of desert !

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE COMPREHENSIVENESS !

Stratum of fragile emotion existed on
the facade of heart, it could be felt only,
the nature introduced the affection by
the nectar, it falls drop by drop whole the
time, the minuscule pores absorbs the
sweet flow of invisible ray from beloved s
eyes, lips, touch, just like a rose opens
the petals slowly, little by little in the first
light of morning, strange indigo winged
bird whistles, response swiftly comes from
the buddy may be sitting on the thriving
branch of gulmohar*tree, the toddler Sun
looks surreal way to you, lifting the bloom
one by one cautiously avoiding to mash
the flower with wet wavy hairs on the face,

Looked across the window, the collected
emotion are going in sequence to create a
garland for someone, may be God of love!
sitar** s recitation fills the color of devotion,
I looked from terrace, you offering the water
to the Sun, praying with joint hands, the
fingers become stable on the string wires -
music is emerged with you from the neighbor
roof ! the scatter wet rhythm,brings wind rapidly
the wetland sustained moisture since centuries
life goes towards the comprehensiveness !

--- SHANTANU SANYAL

*   fire of forest - lacy leaves tree
** musical Indian instrument

THE PRIZED MOMENTS

The wild brook passes slowly between
the high rock- strewn, tall trees, cascades
the dry leaf floats touching the gravel,
spinning like my heart, in this up down -
trail of life, holding each other s hand is
the sweetest moment, the slimy path of
jungle creates the romantic web of love,

The sweating moments says the Sun to
be set as earlier, in the eccentric period
fatigues have a different glamour, appeal
to absorb the anguish of perverted face!
physical whiff in this condition gives a new
experience, dream overlaps the lack of
vigor, in the courtyard tuber roses beneath
ivy creepers, abruptly inhales the aroma,

The pigments of adoration most like goes
through the soggy delicate stem to infant -
leaf, anon it submerges impatient persona,
the shadow of wild blooming tree, falls on
the body, heart, soul, moonlit proximity fills
hidden beauty of life,the alone night bird sitting
one the frame of windowpane, may be waits
silently for someone, endless search into
the depth of darkness, it flies after looking
our shadows, it s difficult to discover, where it
again sits,we have to embrace the prized moments !
-- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE MORNING STARS

let the life glow in prismatic color, please
be remain forever close to the heart,
in this copious rainy night, staring to each
other in this manner, spectrum of passion
reacts more swifter than the thunderous
light, in the rains, fireflies ballet swirl
above the magnolia bunch, sings symphony
of love songs, unwittingly kissing by you
fills the lustrous colors into corporal pores,
as the starling flock fly over the horizon,
the coral reefs desire to unfold the craters!
the submerged oceanic volcano, sudden
emerges from aquatic blues, the vapors
makes the sizzling clouds touching the moon!
just like your gorgeous face touches the
bottom of ribs, creates supernovas thrilling,
in this trembling moments, the emotion
becomes the confused shoal underneath sea,
where is derivation and the termination? the
love, heart searches the infinite destination,

the psyche of meeting point is unexplained
the souls are born out of fetus, moves free
it flies sky to sky, on end to other edge -
the lines go parallel, sometimes curved, vertical
horizontal too, overlap to each other many
times, endless movements, as twisted rope
the rain exhausted in last, morning star is visible!
dew droplets are sparkling in our faces or
new life is standing before with flowering valley.
-- SHANTANU SANYAL 







 

EVERYWHERE IS YOUR IMAGE

the dew drops shines on top of the reeds
beneath the alone date - palm, emotion
gazes to just bloomed, rosy aquatic lilies!
i know, you did not sleep entire night
the footprints are still existed on the grass
might be you walked bare foot, mellowed
feathery feelings is addicted sweet breeze,
spring fever immersed everywhere, i am
waiting in the vicinity of isolated life, since
we met, the algae, plankton are drifting
with new dreams, as emerald crystal floats
on the chest of swamp, heart is affectionate,
evolving towards the bliss as a dragonfly
liberates, its apparent wings from cocoons !
the frail twig of reed goes swing in those
moments, whenever our lips break the limit,
the passionate touch creates the invisible
sensation as the aquatic spider creates circle
on the unwavering surface, i look your image
in the water, heart goes lost somewhere !
do you know i write poetries on the
wind, petals, on the yellow plumes of strange
bird, sometimes in the reflection of hills,
i found, all words emerges, collectively forms
your icon, the agitation of heart explores,
the planet with new curiosity, wants to collect
the rare, authentic beauty to gift you !
---- SHANTANU SANYAL