Thursday, 8 March 2012


THE LOST HAPPINESS

the corporal pain would be heal, itself 
one day, but the wound of heart
drops through out the life, 
that smile, which 
gives the 
pleasure to someone, persona
wants to disperse the 
hidden affection,
 it's not 
necessary, would be succeed every 
step; no harm in taking the oath;
trying to find the true meaning
of life, in this situation,
the person forgets 
the own pain,
what's
wrong in that, if dried flowers have 
a feeling of dewy touch, just 
a smile, the touch of 
affection can 
change 
the life, if possible ever, so please
try it, surely you will regain
the lost happiness,

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

Wednesday, 7 March 2012


THE ETERNAL FLAME 

the veil has moved up gradually, the 
secret unfolded, the realism of 
eyes was nothing except 
the illusion, again 
emotions has
wanted to
singe,
the invisible fumes raised, a feeling 
which was forced, and we have
loved, whatever to be
consequence, 
now 
stepped toward the blazing path, 
there's  no chances, to break
the oath, where was the 
origin, and where
would be the 
end,  not 
easy to say,an addiction, which
becomes passive with the
break of breath only, 
it's difficult to 
protect
from
the scorching of the eternal flame!

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
painting : indigo beauty - by chris beever 


THE REAL KING 

the abysmal love, layer-by-layer the
revelation, conscience looks 
for your address, the 
depth of night 
endless, 
union of soul is inevitable, immobile 
body the rising life vertical, on 
the multitudinous height 
may be the most
beautiful
lives !
desires heart as the philosopher's
stone, stainless, newborn 
emotion,  such as 
smelting gold, 
nonviolent, 
all benign, global savvy the perfect 
human who loves the entire 
universe through the
homogeneous
way, that 
has 
only power to touch the ultimate 
truth, and that would be
truly the king of the 
earth - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
Carved Chariot Wheel, Sun Temple Dedicated to the Hindu Sun God Surya 

Tuesday, 6 March 2012


THE SELF DEPARTURE 

deserted streets, secluded environs, in the 
midnight scattered the glaucous drops 
of sky, I was speechless, watching
the soul just passed you alone ! 
was it alienation or infinite 
thirst, meditators or 
mirage who 
called 
you by suggestible voice, hence you've
left the compact body, akin to the 
Greek gods, full potency and
spilled out vigor, breaking
all the oaths you've
just discarded 
the somatic
urn, the
from the balcony in the remote I watched
the forest fire burning in the vernal
wind, you've sown the seeds
of detachment or unseen
indulgence, it's hard
to analyse in 
this moment, alas, the body can also
become your follower - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
Contemporary Modern Impressionist Paintings of Marcus Krackowizer

  

Monday, 5 March 2012

THE ENDLESS OLFACTION


Ascending smoke, the burning cigar on the

ashtray, an open book with moving
pages, life has dissipated, as  
light coming through the
half-opened
window,
broken spectacles have no more reflection,
restless sparrow sitting on the
ceiling fan, looking the
faded chandelier
who knows
where
gone all the glow of affinity, the swear to
live and die, the panting twilight,
declining light of life, the
broken spider web
isolated eyes,
opaque
the layer of the ancient dream, I want to touch your
love in the dark, trembling hands
confused, hold the torn
exotic curtain, the
alcohol drop
hasn't
the passion to catch the burning match
stick - - but life feels still the aroma
of your body, authentic, natural,
doesn't want to erase
from the persona,
the endless
olfaction!

— SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Painting by Veronique Radelet 


The Celestial Aura

perhaps, the definition of beauty was nestled
in the eyes, hence in the darkness, her
all the disapproval became the 
aspire, to get whole the sky,
on the chest, I had been
watching with silence
the shred of 
nebula, 
amazing dedication of body and soul has 
bypassed all the arguments, at that 
moment, life has been touched 
a little cloud nine, impulsive
clouds, and passionate
moonlit environs
filled the 
cipher of heart, the dream of reality, or 
rejuvenation ! mute philosophy 
watched, getting off the 
heaven on the 
earth, 
the entire space was in her arms last night!

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
Nebula aura 

Sunday, 4 March 2012


IF POSSIBLE 

there's no grove of bloom in front of my house, 
if possible then come, in the desolate
trails, shades of life, such as 
aliphatic moonlight has
scattered all over, 
the essence
of love in the void, it's your magic touch or 
something else,  I do not know, 
whatever is the reason, but 
breath wants to stay 
for few more 
aromatic moment, probably somewhere, the
blossom of night jasmine creating 
the syncope, or an unknown 
opiate, has been
plastered 
to life, 
if possible then come, still in front of my
door, some lamp of breathe are 
blazing - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
source : vinayaga painting ...


THE FIRST GLANCE

Why do not you see me, again from same 
At first glance, the same curiosity, the 
desire to hurt, silent running 
saws of the eye, and micro-
particles of impulse,
far in the air
floating 
passion, again look at me; in the same 
the way that life would again be
scattered, like flying
flamboyant 
flowers,
too far away, just near the multi-colored
horizon, galaxy again emerged, 
asking for your home address,
adornment of sky wait
for you, on the wet
eyelids, why
not 
decorate new dreams, that life is so 
beautiful my beloved friend,  
then look at me;  the
lost spring 
desires
 to return again, to touch you, to love you, to 
feel you, just like first glance - - 

-- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Painting  by Michelle Brown 


Saturday, 3 March 2012


The Elusive Disorientation

between the fantasy and reality, there's 
a slight difference, your affection is
enthroned at that the same
invisible point, contains
the ultimate truth of
life in the tiny
glands 
of perception, five elemental body is  
locked in the cage of mind,  the 
key to salvation, remains in 
our hands, even 
knowing that
life is 
nothing, but a fire blazing night and day, 
with hundreds desires or flames, 
but we do not destroyed our 
ego, desire to posses a
lot and other side the 
losing numerous, 
dream of 
becoming paramount, creates all the
embarrassment, the life seeks 
pseudo - religions in such 
moment, the solution 
remains very 
near but
the  directionless astray carries far away 
toward the elusive path - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
climber rose
DESIRABLY EVER RELUCTANTLY


I'm standing in front of the mirror, seek my 
own image, in midnight completely
exposed, self blushing is 
nothing than
ridiculous matter, the self remorse or the 
acceptance of truth, uncertain 
moment, just before few
minutes either you've 
used me or I've
utilized you, darkness might give answer, 
isn't exactly the same body part, 
But you do not want to see
it in the light, in the 
tedium isn't 
clear 
view of the descending tide, transient 
excite, then the quietness,
between this obtain 
and losing, there
is beauty and 
disgust 
both, 
in these waves of life, isn't special sense
of love and hate, an organic need 
adopts the condition gradually, 
character articulates in the
light later everything is
swallowed by the 
darkness, life
goes 
through these two sides, completes the 
journey desirably or 
ever reluctantly - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  
Couple in the Forest - August Macke Paintings