BEFORE THE IMMERSION 

I couldn’t answer, just stared the face

Expression, on that fuzzy nightfall, the

Bunch of red roses, I had kept aside

And peeped through the depth of wet

Eyes, “I won’t meet again said by you”

Simply on that moment, the glass villa

Of our love, collapsed soundlessly but

All the sinking nights of past emerged,

As untamed river of emotion recedes

From the coarse shore, proverbial -

Body odor, passionate deep sigh, the

Entire revelation of covert relationship,

However unwillingly you couldn’t avoid,

Vis-à-vis to my persona, unseen cord of

Obsession brought near the chest, in

The shadows of that moonless night, the

Decision to leave me alone, rejuvenated,

Moreover, you said, “I wouldn’t be alive

After severance from you “on that point,

Life felt the significance of extreme love,

Which I have, the regrets had its own

Magnetism, I couldn’t go away for a while,

Extinct oceanic islands suddenly emerged,

Illuminated, sailor of gloom anchored -

The yacht in the planet of sapphire sky,

Gleaming dewdrops, gradually sprinkled,

• SHANTANU SANYAL 
  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE CONCORD OF DARKNESS

On the surface of meadow, dotted

Night bloom, as the moist emotion

Desires to unfold the undisclosed

Flimsy moment, life had been sign

On the biography, written by your

Mysterious, unexplained language

Of body, translated by density of

Nearness, in the short distance all

The nocturnal fragrance attracted,

The enlightening wings of celestial

Crystals decorated the seclusion, the

Concaved valleys submerged into

The moonlight, bushed memories

Of life extinct into mist of wild falls,

I have had to say you lot, the heart’s

Rhythm couldn’t reach on the cord

Of perception, stunned sentiments

Didn’t find out the dodging direction,

I accepted the extensive, the flowing

Acquiescence s, silently your emotion

Overlapped my burning crater, the fire

Bath converted the life into the purity,

The crystal clear soul emerged in the

End of night, near the horizon line,

• SHANTANU SANYAL 
  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
  PAINTING BY BY TOMFANS 

THE SWEET BREAK UP

In future maybe I’ll meet you with

Complete allegiance, full-fledged

Buoyancy, twilight let me float in 

Reverse flow of wild stream, the –

Life meandering as dry leaves of

Autumn, flying emotion doesn’t

Want to inhabit in the corner of

An individual’s possession, zeal

To get the planet of innovative

Definition, heart desires to quit

The familiar path, to pursue the

Polytheism adoration of love –

One day I’ll write the poetry of

Intense devotion on the surface

Of ignited submission, juvenile

Decisions are the decked glass,

Perhaps it will break easily, just

Release me from the unwanted

Connection, after fulfilling your

Needs, the overwrought chains

Of predilection easily would be

Corroded, better to say here, the

Good-bye with dreamy eyes, let

Me learn more about the life –

• SHANTANU SANYAL  
  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE SEED OF FIRE 

thawing my passion tonight

 in a way that you can

mold in frame of

 desire, touch 

me like that, artistic beauty 

should come out, multi 

dimensional 

emotions are impatient, 

as extraction of 

fragrance 

willing to scatter on the

tender incense of 

dayspring, let

 me be at variance into the 

red gold, the soul wants

 to replete the life into 

infinite confluence,

 as interflow 

 river, 

great lumbering ocean 

waves wishing to 

engulf the 

secret 

of femininity, creation of 

genesis, the rise of 

heroism, seeds 

of fire are 

restless for planting the 

extreme pleasure,

absolute 

eruption of highest magnitude,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

The Exhaustive Change 

the voice comes out from the depth of 

heart, floats above the coomb of life -

follows you, in the trail of strange union

point of two rivers, in the far vision, rain

playing the art of damping the scorched 

emotion, the shadow of love wrapped 

my persona as wild climber searches 

a glance of first tender ray of sun in the

mist of rain forest, jimp stem wants to 

hold the bark of fig tree, wild bloom tries

to open the trilling petals whenever you

keeps the dithered lips on my dried 

lips, the torrential rains creates the wet

fog everywhere, life desires to assimilate 

your persona into the profound of divinity,

here jaded, tired life gets aesthetic transit,

life looks more unrivaled, innovative - - - - 

- - - SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/