A MOTH OF THE FULL MOON NIGHT

Aquatint your love reappeared around
the corona, full moon occupied, tonight
the breathing space looks as limited, thin
hard to avoid the amalgam of emotion!
fragile layers of magma has hidden the
wine red ignition, smoky atmosphere,
though moon light is playing hide -seek
among the vista, let me grow little bit
to touch your soul, do not turn down my
devotion to look you as a Venus fly- traps!
this veracious character magnetized my
life, you cross the viaduct of extreme love
let me disperse the affection as a moth of
one night, before covering the silvery circle
by the gypsy clouds, confine me in your
cornea, do not unfold the eyelashes tonight,
I afraid, the gentle wind would steal away the
the ceaseless fragrance of precious adoration,
anonymous flowers on the terrains of life
rarely blooms let me keep you vigilantly
in the vase of muscles, bones, blood, gasp!
organize yourself in a way to decorate my
life I do not want a single hair thin bruise in
your blooming persona, just enter through
the coronary artery, in absolute submission!
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

ON THE ANCIENT BRIDGE

Not easy to hide the tidemark, you left-
over the marshland on the heart, abundantly
green blades fervor desires to touch
the underground emotions, how to pass
through the narrow channel, towering grass!
the boat of serenity could not moved, as
you have taken away the sailing oomph of
life, in the intense night, the moon s gentle
touch, failed to make magic on masculine
structure of flames, static body or yacht!
I tried to escape from this enigma of love
navigated through dream to land of sleep,
over and over I reached in the flow of your
dazzling eyes, I could not sleep a moment!
pyramidal thought looked you as Nile -
far away illuminating by reflection of stars,
feeling turned gondolas of Venetian canal!
moving from one end to other repeatedly,
I saw, on the medieval bridge, you in relaxing
mood, looking down the stable waves, with
curiosity, silently, as my bare body was floating
on the flames of passion, colors of poetries
tying to over come my agitation, the sweat
drops of your forehead dripping one by one
as ivy leaves giving the life by dew, to weeds
from tidal waves to mouth of Mediterranean
my love desired to submerge your persona!
---- shantanu sanyal 

THE UNSOLVED EQUATION

Symbiosis feeling brings us nearer to heart
here we left over the space for egotism
sharing the life of each other not possible
but there is middle path always, apart from
corporal quarry, other aspects appeals too,
a feeling that you love me beyond any
expectation, I love you  more than life, the
bridge between the two people is not
essential ends on the poles of physical ecstasy!
sometimes you get hurt I feel pain, in the
extreme adoration mind loss the planet, an
image every moment overlaps persona, life
senses a mystical perception, a thin line of
spirituality peeps in the depth of relationship!
gender, colors, status, ugly or beautiful all
taxonomy in this state, becomes worthless,
actually in this absolute level I feel your body
the part of me, how to hurt myself, a question
prohibit always to betray to allegiance, and
the bridge remains intact, trust becomes
stronger day by day, sharing to each others
emotions become easier, when heart, brains
stabilized peacefully, our steps go to colorful
horizon, life regains the freshness, entirety!
the sun looks different moon rises from sea
instead blues, stars hides under the wings of
fireflies, mosaic colors emerge from the
snow caved mountains, heart wants to love
you beyond  the cosmos again and again !
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

Selena-Ena Art 

OLTRE LA DESCRIZIONE

Anche se il cielo stanotte è ingioiellata con

colossale stelle, galassie, nebulose, celeste

fiori, la luna non c'era, ma souk di

entusiasmo ha detto che non s la fine della vita -

silenziosamente si avvicinava la respirazione, la

spazio periferico iniziato brillante, strano

oggetto ingrandito in un modo che ho potuto vedere

la destinazione attraverso la vostra colomba occhi!

Ho preso lentamente, allungando la mano destra per

la tua persona, la stella immersione rimasto per

alcuni momenti, i sogni emerse da

le tue labbra tremanti sotto forma di cluster

gelsomino, la fragranza pura riempito piacevole,

spazio cifra, lo scambio di emozioni ha

finalmente rilassato come onde rigido capitolato

sulla superficie husky di costa, la

schiume deliziato sono stati raccolti da cuori!

Insieme alla deriva creato affascinante

legame della nostra correlazione, il senza luna

notte, come abbiamo guardato con intensità Starling!

le nuvole grigie gradualmente miscelato con

tocco d'argento, li cominciò a galleggiante verso

est, ho trovato milioni di vita erano

aumento dei loro piccoli baccelli di spargere il nettare!

Ho guardato oltre la descrizione il tuo sorriso.

---- Shantanu Sanyal

BEYOND THE DESCRIPTION

Albeit tonight sky has bejeweled with
colossal stars, galaxy, nebulas, celestial
flowers, moon was not there but souk of
enthusiasm said it s not the end of life -
silently you came near the breathing, the
outlying space started shining, strange
object zoomed in a way that I could see
the destination trough your dove eyes!
I seized slowly, stretching right hand to
your persona, the dipping star stayed for
few moments, dreams emerged from
your shivering lips in form of clustered
jasmine, sheer fragrance filled leisurely,

cipher space, exchange of emotion had
relaxed at last as rigid waves capitulated
on the husky surface of shoreline, the
delighted foams were collected by hearts!
drifting togetherness created charming
bonding of our correlation, the moonless
night, as we gazed with starling intensity!
the gray clouds gradually mixed with
silver touch, began them to floating towards
the east, I found million of life were
raising their tiny pods to scatter the nectar!
I looked beyond the description your smile.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE RIDDLE OF SPHINX

The complex characters in the life and
continuation with someone to prolong
creates the riddle of sphinx, sitting alone
on the rock of seashore I saw the twilight
calling desperately to discover the secret
of relationship, sometimes we have to
compromise unwanted state on others
boundaries, for survival, few drops of rain
on the infertile terrain, creates the dreams !
these crystal shaped droplets on branches
of naked thorny shrubs makes the life for
short termed happy, the dried lowland of
heart regains greenery touch, accept the
destiny, in the next door a person lay
to sell his body for some money, buyer
has lion faced human body, no clemency !
we have no time to think for a line written
on the web page : I am ready to do any thing
I am a handsome guy but very poor, I need
money ! the psychology of survival does not
walk on the path of Freud s law, circumstances
forces a person change his identity, in fact
we all face same crisis of persona, the riddle
of sphinx is natural, someone has human face
with lion body, hidden fangs and nails grow
at any time if prey is weaker than predator.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE DENSE SECRET

Whenever nature had somersaulted, in a
moment the beauty becomes the beast-
the hustle bustle of life deserted forever,
the fetus of earth concealed the enormous
baffling, as your silent gradient towards me
creates the hyacinth attitude, emotion is
suffocated, its knotty but purplish blue
flower in your red lips invites to love you !
the breast of lake seems gorgeous, the net
of aquatic lilies stalks interlock to each other,
the ruby colored blooms creates the trap,
the dreams are swamp, invisibly immerse
desires hold the body below the waist, vines
of affection creeps through ribs to eyes, I
have no alternative than submission, a little
bit pay for touching the stunning petals, life
has multidimensional layers, never ends, the
devastated city in the end again comes on
the track, the flyover path travels from
the lands to blues, the slip, crack, drift all
the detach space fills by you, as anger goes
down, the inner waves relax on the remains
may be chest or the sea coast, you and nature
are born free, no one could predict, the depth
of perception, the dense secret of your kiss !
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE SOUL STAYED GRATIS !

Computation in abacus of life was void
numerous times I touched the same beads
between the wires your image emerged
I puzzled, the frame looks always the face of
memorable, as a melodious music plays
on the notations, in the tip of brush, colors
exposing the eternal beauty, going to mingle
with water, heart becomes magnum opus!
whenever you like to touch the forbidden
limit of proximity, the persona spreads out
with multiple undergrowth roots of desire !
on the wet surface of earth, mildness opens
the path to evolve tender leaves, soft rays
of claret dawn fills later the maturity of love,
knowing to you in absolute way I wait for
you, close to the burning pyre of scented
copse, in the close by temple of Shiva, hours
passed, day repeated, seasons changed,
why you still hesitate to see me as a dead !
in the excessive zenith of devotion, love has
no option to sacrifice the corporal accessory,
on the stairs of holy stream, you walked bare
foot, I raised hands from the depth of turmoil
waves to prove my existence, in the twilight
the affection might be faded, its possible my
beloved, immortality demands altruism, you
posses my body no doubt, soul stayed gratis !
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE GOLD LEAF

Lurid firmament, moon light descendes
without sound through the web of foliage
in the fluorescent beauty of nature, our
desires becomes the Greek deities with
crest of olive leaves, coiled expectations
unfolds the threads one by one, blue veins
are invisible, passion flows as chlorophyll
the soft chisel of unknown sculptor moves
through the whole body, we molded the
pleasing flash beyond the crystallography !
walking on the virgin trails of mystifying
forest, the profundity of night, wild bloom
falls consistently as splash of waterfalls, we
traveled all along the wildfire, on the sand
inscription near the stream, we found the
omitted page of life somewhere in the soul
or the blooming corporal terrain of realism !
they searched everywhere with bearing
the ignited woods in hand, anger in eyes,
the hooves sound of mighty horses, in last
disappeared in the silence of abundant dells,
we reached to origin of dawn, in this serene
land, lotus are floating slowly, keeping the
dreams on the heart, we looked the sky, the
last star of night still smiling with frail glow,
the drops of ecstasy as the pearls reflecting
from the giant leaves of lotus, aquatic blues
here our life becomes the gold leaf !
--- SHANTANU SANYAL