BEYOND THE FALL 

in the endless depth of your touch

I'm looking for life's meaning, 

cavity created by meteor

or you had dropped lightening by 

celestial hypnosis, it's matted,

I'm standing, on the edge of dead 

incurvation, below the valley 

the darkness opened up mouth to 

eclipse my visage, to grab 

the persona, you wants to hold my 

loin, or push down as sign 

of distaste, a mix of bitterness and 

embrace, mute reproach 

probably difficult to say the attitude,

often you don't want to proceed 

on suspension bridge, that 

unknown jitters, brings your body 

and mind under the sovereignty of 

my empire, hidden deformed 

character wakes up, and on that 

joint space, your desires want to 

rupture in millions crystals,

and you want to shock me by those 

pointed glass pieces, perhaps !

in my painful screams, your

elation, victories has included but 

erelong, your breath is dominated by

mine, and life somewhere 

produces new horizons,

ignited the destination,

I loved those overthrown moments of 

life, Sometimes losing is a sign of

victory too.

 -- SHANTANU SANYAL  

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THE REGENERATED SOUL 

this is the discretion, who steals my 

sleep, the same third eye, which 

makes me naked before the

mirror of life, the same hands which 

are aghast to reach my collar,

wants to know explanation,

that why I had returned the stretched 

arms of helpless child for a favor, 

this the same place where 

once I stumbled to

loyalty, betrayed to the bed room -

treaty, here somewhere the 

seeds of fraud, germinated under the 

floor, that's the place I have broken 

the trust, made the false interior 

ceiling above the altar of 

worship, that chandelier has the blow

off lamps, chants often the tale

of my pseudo character, this the place

where I had buried the beautiful

perception, humanism, 

inner beauty, love 

under the layer of squalor, mistakes 

the conscience still breathing, it's

alive, wants confession, 

a change, freedom from the sin, curse !

abomination by you would finish me,

just try to give me a chance to 

prove my indomitable 

desire to get the title of complete,

perfect man, regenerated, fully blessed,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Before the storm subsides
just now, life came to the agreement, just
now you taught me, the style of living in the
rising dust storm, sinking all the apathy, the
flowers are blooming, fatigue life emerging
into the wet dreams, let me breath little for
a second,  intoxicated evening drags near
to you, incense desires floating on the wind,
those all the denounces charged by the -
society, tonight I accept all the blames, just
now life knew to surmount on the cross of
love, before the holocaust heart's cognition,
says - beyond the dream, there is inhabited
another world, soft sun ray of day break,
lightly, strokes the twisted dusty hairs, life
wants to sleep on the shade of compliments,
on the lap of your blessing, life is looking
the early childhood, that's your face, bears
the fruit of divine light, and that's feminism,
regenerates my existence, in those moment
did I want to touch, and love you, on those
exquisite period, I wouldn't care the shame,
rain, cyclone, forest fire, like furious black buck!
-- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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THE MORTAL BODY

avidity to get my indulgence, you have

created vesture of flossy perception, though 

on that deadfall, life had the meaning of 

born a hundred times, holocaust of persona

was most common, passion rises from 

the ash, and I found himself involved into you, 

a union of spirits, there was no myth,

cavity of fire, flaming infinity, newly structured

the golden body, prepared to wreath 

on the feet of abstract worship of the peerless

 love, nevertheless this process wouldn't

succeed to recoil the sandal fragrance into the 

inner heart, my desire was largest of the 

circle, vast space, could be able to absorb the 

ocean, earth, sky, in that nucleus my life 

waited for you since creation of breath, feeling

you couldn't complete my masculinity, just 

you touched my emerging part of mortal body !

-- SHANTANU SANYAL  

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NOTHING HAS TO SHARE

NOTHING HAS TO SHARE 

in this moment, nothing is remain to share
whatever I had, gave you, that destination  has
its own beauty, inner glow, evolution from
light to gloominess, perfect reason to live with
together for elysian spirit, a feeling, realization
of formless adoration, on that armistice -
 line of life, race, ethnicity, nobility, the urge to
live long, all desires goes towards extinction !
on that point, mind and body goes through
the complete dedication, the perpetual peace
embraces the corporeal flames, all man
made laws becomes futile, ineffectual,spine -
less, that unseen magic is nothing than the
true love, which is existed in your wet eyes !

--- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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LOST IN DREAMS

on the breast of genesis, arrogant sky wept

last night, maybe you didn't see, departure

of  life, because you've changed sides, the
reluctance of the river bank, hadn't feelings,

the whims broken off  all the embankments,

you hadn't listen my call, lost in dreams !

on the window panes, nocturnal bloom left

touch of passionate palm, wet resonances 
returned to silence of cenotaph, the notes
of tragic love songs had floated above the

medieval church towers, as nomad clouds,

you didn't embrace again, lost in dreams !

life waited, in the desolated street of night,

with bouquet of fresh tuber rose, the moon
scattered the gnostic crystals entire night,
I searched the drops of dews, might be fell
down from the branch of bleeding heart,
you didn't keep promise, lost in dreams !

--- SHANTANU SANYAL  
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THE GRAPHS OF BREATH

on the penance path, bliss and anguish

are insignificant, life remains on the tip 

of prong, here It gets rid of desires, how

to explain you, my mavovrneen buddy -

this trail goes through the vivid dreams !

in each point of love, capacious space

to be emerged, just try to touch instinct,

Life is so evanescent, why fear of death,

come hold the hand, prior to sit on ferry -

this river flows through close darkness !

intensive night behind the chariot of the 

sun, the cycle of time has no vacation, it 

moves amid day and night, nothing would

be everlasting, just remain near to heart,

this intimacy stays on  graph of breaths!

- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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THE SAFFRONY TWILIGHT

again you have adonize the broken vase,

on the old piano, scattered rhythmical script,

the last drop of exotic redolence, afresh -

undressed, you are standing in front of me, 

Like a mosaic glass, passions emerged

from ventilator's feeble rays, saffrony twilight 

throwing the trap to catch the enigmatic

night, life desires to share, internal moments 

with you, the bunch of tuber roses are 

 becoming alive, withdrawal of fragrance

 says, unseen your presence in persona has 

the meaning, this is the venue, this is the 

esoteric surrender land, ene we met, pledged

to live and die together, the thing that

you loved me beyond the imagination, but 

accepted too late by your heart, whatever 

reason was of severance, it's absolute truth that 

the nexus of body and mind  leaves scars

everlasting, wounded confession fills the cipher,

with moist eyes we embraced each other,

the corporeal planet rotates on cross equations,

whenever both sides touches to equal 

point, the life tries to know the existence of soul,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL  


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Oil-painting-of-Edward-and-Bella-edward

THE SWEET STRANGLER

elusive rain forest, dense darkness,

the desires were the strangler fig, life

tried to get the sunlight, but didn't !

sometimes cyclone brings the solution

the high trees dashed down, the 

waiting of germination finished, seeds 

of new expectation stretched the 

creepers to absorb the pieces of light, 

life do not lose at all costs, the up -

down waves of time had surrendered,

your love was never the same, 

sometime weak boat, sometime mast  

 but we finally reached the edge!

on the horizon you haven't embrace me 

that's different, but my adherence

forced you again to share the life with 

my masculine net, in facto, that's

need of survival, breathing, touching to 

sky, I couldn't refuse, on that point 

nothing is spared, seeds waits to open 

the hull, it's natural, in the love, may 

be you're the fig tree, I'm happy as the 

strangulated main tree, sometimes 

relationship wants sacrifice on the altar

of life, indication of mellow fruitfulness!

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

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painting by VladimirKush

   

The Adytum

evening liturgy has waken up slowly in the
shadow of ficus bengalensis, candles

have burnt beneath your eyelids, I see you
spellbound, heart becoming vigil of an

abject adoration, smoke of incense went up

can I touch you, can I feel you to inner life ?

fragrance of relationships had spread out,

in the idytum of temple, I donated the

body, it's now  your inning to betake my soul,

I'm naked as a newborn, you want as you

 love me, as you wish mold me, depend on you!
can I touch you, can I feel you to inner life?

the last judgement is getting blocked in the

northeast, beloved give me revival,

all egotism had dead, gone over desires,

infinite peace, the attainment of bliss,

calling me repeatedly from long misty valleys,
can I touch you, can I feel you to inner life?
-- SHANTANU SANYAL

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