THE BURNING PLEDGE

Self-analysis often goes into the mind,

impenetrable darkness, all at
once becomes awaken,
the pages of life’s
record book,
breathed
by
subterranean way, the mystic night
asked the peculiar questions,
the feeble beam of
moonlight or
movements
of cornea
beneath the closed eyelids, did -
create the dream? Exploring
the truth is difficult in the
mid-waves of turmoil
river, I hadn’t any
witness to
prove
that many times sailor had pushed
into the depth of the vortex, and
simply blamed on the cyclone,
destiny remained
silent,
in distance as the wordless spectators,
something was in the undying heart
that at all the times I tried to
save the consciousness from
submersing,
willingly
or unwillingly, I couldn’t succeed to –
auction my perception, though
calls were thunderous with
glittering hammer, this
character of mine
made entirely
immune, wounded persona never died,
may be empty hands, torn clothes,
naked legs, with ruined dreams,
but I waited for you, on the
edge of deep valleys,
on the prickly path,
I walked straight,
As burning
Pledge,
On the palm of fate, I smiled for you,

    SHANTANU SANYAL  

NEVER ENDING FEELINGS

As entangled silky threads sometimes

creates the dilemma, mind moves

repeatedly in only one axis, the

ending point becomes the

origin, choice remains

restricted, the life

takes support by the reverie, tries to

hold the path of imagination, it’s

the junction of new horizon,

failures were not the sign

of weakness’, high

tides of ocean

taught the

surfing,

ramshackle, shown the way for breathe,

perception, find out the difference -

between the dark and light, truth

and false, life desires to defeat

the negative thought, self -

reliance accepted the

task unfinished,

may be success will kiss the persona with

deep intensity, dreams never die,

they are never-ending feelings,

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  painting by  John_Atkinson_Grimshaw

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THE MYSTIC POD OF LOVE

Either fireflies emitted its gleam or

your passion reformed the

beauty of eternal heart,

its mystified entirely

life, I had kept

the outer

layers

with the hook of thrilling love sting,

as you’re presence within the

mirror, I hadn’t the shame

to change the fabric

of perception,

raising

hands towards the collarbone, spinal

chord, nothing was forbidden

amid us, psyche goes all

the time to touch

the authentic

ecstasy, a natural glamour, charisma -

of your chaste, virtuous love,

holds me to disperse in

wilderness, the

fidelity of

relations keeps my breathing decent,

an illumine persona rises from

the muddy algae covered

pond, among the mass

of hyacinth clusters,

gradually the

stem grows

a pod of

beautiful delicate sleeping petals of

love in the shape of pink lotus.

• SHANTANU SANYAL

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   Poetic-Verses - THE MYSTIC POD OF LOVE:

  
  

ABOVE THE CORPORIS JOCOSITY

on that intersection hour, abutment of 

mine brought you in the freshly 

invented land of gaiety,

undefined clasp of 

flesh, skin, lips 

saliva, all 

were the symbolic addiction, did you

feel the lurking of soul into the 

soul, in the combination of

heart and mind, latest

emersion of moon 

from the depth 

of ocean,

probably creation of life we can find 

here or elsewhere, but not so 

afar, apart the polar point 

of corporeal terra, a 

terrestrial planet 

of perception

existed, 

experiencing to that cascade of light 

is not an enigmatical subject, that 

raises when the life becomes 

free from ideological maze,

exoneration from the 

plexus of affinity,

life has itself

hidden

potential of cosmic influence, pollen -

corpus of universal beauty, a 

feeling to intensive aroma

which soaks the inner

heart, beyond the 

flesh, bones 

a unique challenging structure not only

for physical pleasure, satiate

process of emotion to 

keep everybody 

to chest with 

closely.

 - - SHANTANU SANYAL 

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 Poetic-Verses - LET LIVE IN THIS WAY by shantanu sanyal:

divine union - Rassouli  art studio 

prophetic painting - unknown