THE MASSIVE WHORL

sequence of pleasure and grief

moves as a wave of shadow

and light travels up down,

in this path of realism

my love waits for

you, near the

edge of

life,

this corporeal river has unlimited

desires, expectation, hopes

dreams, commitments,

in short period miles

long journey,

how to

explain the thirst of spirit in few lines,

infinite ignition as a fetus of earth,

endless inflammation of buried

volcanoes, hysterically rain’s

desire, this river has no

end no origin, just

flowing since

centuries,

in its

way, I can’t betray you, your affection

brings me toward the new horizon,

hopes are germinated here by

your love, this the junction

point where maleness

touches to maturity,

life blooms with

hundreds

petals,

on that meeting point, rare fragrance

are born to mesmerize whole

the planet with love and

peace, creation of

innovative idea

to merge the

whole the

earth in

a point,

a massive whorl with aesthetic beauty!

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

THE ULTIMATE TRUTH

On that foaming shore we had

Swapped over once breath,

pledged for live together,

walked on the waves

of moonlight, may

be you couldn’t

keep the pact

intact but

evening reminds your presence

in the life, it’s abstract but

image flows easily near

the edge of emotion,

in the remote of

fragranced

past, many

candles

suddenly burns and illuminates the

the discarded dark path of life,

beneath the henna trees,

often dream exhibits

new creation of

aesthetic

beauty and love, moon floats gradually

on the crystal cleared blue sky,

somewhere your existence

says that you still love

me, your pulsation on

those moments say

you couldn’t live

without me ,

memory 

still 

surviving as lukewarm spring hides the 

algae,somewhere life searches you

as in the deep sea caves, sun rays

searches marine creature, I do 

not known, where is that 

destination, the point

of ultimate

truth !

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

  

RETURNING BACK ECHOES 

you do not know the life, perhaps you 

did not love someone by crumbles

way, just  vision moved on the

bulging part of corporal 

rugged land, the

depth of heart

remained

stranger !

momentary happiness were bubbles 

just emerged, and when they 

extinct, left the emptiness

everywhere, the falling

nebula had the glow 

whereas the 

distance to

planet 

was short, hand reached the sneck

but knocking the door not 

materialized, someone

was eager to open 

the door, when

it opened,

you had been faraway in the mist of 

time, it wasn't possible to chase

you whole the life, later heart

considered your affection 

not more than few 

drops mirage,

a dream of

midnight, scattered into the moonlight - - 

--- SHANTANU SANYAL

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Paintings of Dean Gioa

  

WITH EXPECTATIONS 

nobody cares, the scent cells of emotion, 

it remains untouched, unexplored 

on the surface of heart, all run 

after the beauty of vision, 

whirling of life doesn't

stop, for limping 

shy affection, 

just say 

me 

what is in your heart tonight friend, in case 

may be it to be choked into the inner

and subsequently the condensed

sentiments will not let to live 

you, so tonight open the 

node of heart, before

the dawn, I'm

waiting 

with 

full of positive expectation, without 

blinking the sleepy eyes, life 

looks staying somewhere

on the twig of leafless 

tree as a few drop

let of dew, just

waits to fall

down on 

the 

nocturnal, anonymous, aromatic bloom 

semi - developed, with hiding

lot of fragrances - - - 

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