MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN BEFORE

that’s your version about the life,

I’ve found instead glamour a

lot of crisscross trail, but

that was escapade to

know the beauty

of thorn, they

had appeal

limited

up to blossom, fragrance, restless

desires chased to dreams, I’ve

translated the nightmarish

moment into the defy,

beautified them

with inner

passion,

that love had the partial impact, so

it ruled my body, as usual way

of organic completion, the

heart, mind remained

untouched, on

that tip of

bliss

some unexplained sentiments has

born, a method developed in

natural way ; life learnt

the aesthetic design,

the amalgam of

imagination

and

reality; an unique dusky beauty of

life emerged, because I’ve

accepted the truth; to

love everybody

with open

heart,

a never-ending feeling; that entire

planet is mine, just open the

congested window of

self centre, nobody

is differ than me,

the meaning

of life

looked more beautiful than anything!

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  Paintings by Mimi Verhulst Lanese

THE INVISIBLE UMBRA 

on the auricle wall, no more lattice moonlight,

leafless bougainvillea vine retained some 

pale bloom, even that, chest has

reserved some lip prints,

bustling touch, cozy

feelings, the 

lively 

aroma in the crinkle of bed sheet, or pillow 

cover's embroidered flowers scattering,

the ebrious scent, that's image

perceived or invisible 

attachment, in 

the mirror

isn't

you, still smiling with compelling dalliance !

the hypnosis mystery of night, wasn't 

hidden in your eyes, isn't true 

that you brought me; in

the land of extreme 

ecstasy; where

life gets 

fire bathe; a completeness of masculinity, it's

so difficult to remove the soul from body,

the endless reciprocal equation 

your love goes through the

breathing all the time;

as the some 

invisible

umbra eclipses the persona - - - 

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

  

 Artist Todd Mallett Home 

TOUCHING THE REFLECTION

on that origin, flow of compassion never

shrivels, adopts all the sub branches

in its persona, makes the arid

land of life with lushness,

into the profundity

of that heart

exists

the beauty of fairness, the affection for

all human being, beyond the belief

and doctrine, an enormous

stream brings the pious

waves to purify the

deposit sediment

of prejudice,

that’s

invisible, unwrapped conscience can see

across the dense mist, the self image

never extinct, to knowing that,

it’s not needed a twisted

viewpoint, a simple

psychology to

explore

the secret message, which often hides

inner a person under the dust of

ego, if it to be removed with

aesthetic beauty of

nature, life looks

more dazzling,

the infinite

glow

emerges as buried gold coins gets back

illumination, whenever exposed

to water and sunlight, that

authentic charm remains

forever, the nature

is itself the

chemist,

fills the chronic wounds with beauty and

assenting thoughts, only that’s

matter of realization - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  painting by MIKKI SENRICK 

THE CIPHER SENSATION 

immaculate, that aesthetic beauty drags the

inner emotion, toward the stranger

world, a weird uneasiness,

an unknown impaction,

magical yearning,

steps are itself

going to 

invite the storm, or life is in search of some 

extinct, precious glow of love, whorl 

of feeling opens, the central 

cavity of aroma, in the

vigil of night, 

dream 

converting into the passion, washed in the 

moonlight the mysterious mountains,

seems as, far away heady

beverages have 

spilled 

everywhere, walking on the trail or haven't

the sensation of earth and sky - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

PAINTING BY LAURA BLUE PALMER 

MIDDLE OF THE HEART AND ARROW 

that was neither the wet wind sigh of first rain,

nor the love of a glance, something amid

breath and lip, between the heart 

and pulsation,  somewhere

middle of conscious 

and delirium, 

inkling

of your impaction, on the surface of chest -

wasn't dream, in fact, a real feeling

which has filled the life with 

exclusive fragrance, 

that wasn't the

intoxication

of first

premature inebriation of your oceanic eyes,

or probably sweet  paranoia, god 

knows, what was that, in a 

blink the life became

upheaval, I could

think of 

something, that the arrow was across the

heart, did not scream; didn't even

know, and sweet pain 

emerged in the

midnight - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by MARLIES MERK NAJAKA 

THE SENSITIVE EVENING

Seek of one drop silence, the life moves

toward the trembling beam of your

eyes, solicitous emotions 

finds the respite, the

opaque evening

suddenly 

turns

into fulgent beauty, the grove of passion

appears with aromatic scenario,

tranquil waves of river 

valley changes 

the elan,

the dusky sky begins to decorate the -

emotion with multicolored clouds,

somewhere in the corner

of heart, a little

nervous 

desire, slowly proceeds to touch your 

body odor, a natural absorption

becomes active itself - - - 

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

source Portfolio Gallery
no idea about painter 

NOT FAR AWAY ; NOT SO NEAR

in the game of sun shade, life has to go 

through the pleasure and sorrow, 

not sure of the moment, 

you've knitted

dream 

for tomorrow, dreaming brings me on 

the infrequent land often, that's

true but life remains on 

the bitterness of 

realism,

on those affliction time, the mystic smile

fills the barren land with sprouted 

hopes, gorgeous horizon 

crystallizes with new

inflorescence 

color,

hearts wants, that stars to be inlaid in 

place of henna in your delicate 

hands, but it's hard to be

true every dream, so 

dormancy and 

wakefulness goes together, behind to 

your charlatan world, sometimes

you're visible, sometimes I'm

extinct, but pulsation 

touches your 

feeling,

- SHANTANU SANYAL

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

painting by Ross Barbera