Friday, 18 May 2012



TOWARD THE REALISM
in the hush of last hour of night, do
not know from where ; the
hydrous wind brings
the splendor
feelings,
rousing the body and mind, a sense
of craving increases the beauty
of dream ; while you've 
left the body whiff,
on the lips, on
the fiber of
throb;
it seems that someone has left the
dew soaked the velvety rose,
an alleviate feeling gives
the brilliant relief;
the shudder of
life absorbs
a peace
beyond the description, as a sick -
get back the wish of healing,
sudden rain surprises
the arid sand ridge
of dried rivulet,
in the dark
lane
of metropolis; startling cool wind -
brings the oceanic sentiment,
or somebody secretly
keeps the bouquet
of nocturnal
white
bloom on the foyer; moonlit scent
of your amazing love creates
the illusion or you've 
just now cuddle
the ignited
flame!
the dreams are stepping toward
the realism - - -
Irene Sheri Summer Night Painting

Thursday, 17 May 2012


THE ENDLESS NIGHT
hackneyed life wants respite for
a while, let the burn up some
put out reveries, shade
of night becoming
fatal, a little
more
intense intimacy is required, on
that unknown destination,
it’s heard, that some
rare blossoms
creates
the
fervor, a feeling of freshness, let
bring me near to your breath,
to get the sentiment of
revitalization, this
night couldn’t
sting to my
persona,
do something on that way, I’m
geared up to accept any
challenge, condition
should be in the
seize of your
love,
nocturnal bloom are opening the
whorl of petals, let release
the fragrance from
heart and soul,
hitherto
the
agitated pollen doesn’t matured, it’s
needed alluring wind more - - -

Wednesday, 16 May 2012


THE TWILIGHT DEAL 
amid the awakening and sleep, somewhere -
you've been existed as a static inhabitant, 
dwelling the nest gradually, the frail 
emotion has extended the arms 
for an everlasting hook, the
breathe holds your 
possession,
without
any blooper, just registered the delicate land
of heart, a unexpected wager or the  
the game of destiny, whatever!
the adventurist life has 
been prepared 
to accept 
the future consequence, maybe victory or - - - 

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

 art by Gerry Khatchikian 

THE IGNEOUS CONSENT
maybe belatedly you’ve enticed the
heart, a jittery feeling created
the uncertainty, anyway
at last before the
receding the
zest of
tempting art, a startling color dyed
the distressed canvas of life, on
that intent look I’ve found
the adoring appeal, a
spellbind charisma,
as a sinking boat
gets the
shore !
or a bewildered traveler finds the
path, a breaking star illumines
the sand dune, dried oasis
meets abruptly with
the covert flow
of subversive
stream,
it’s difficult to portray the emotive
influence, from nerve to cell
a sweet uproar turned
the somatic planet
as the upsurge
of the
approaching tempest, your simple
consent of inclined eyelash;
triggered the static,
extinguished
igneous
valley,
in the comprehensive way - - -

Tuesday, 15 May 2012


THE MULTIPLE FOLDS
that, amour carries me often; in the
terra firma of dream, a vista of
flourish wild bloom; effects
the soul and mind, shines
darkness with a typical
illuminative feeling,
everything looks
gorgeous,
it’s
you, I don't know, creates the scene
of extraterrestrial beauty; or the
some invisible vigor pulls me
toward the web of colors,
a cascade of passion
flows from the
rainbow,
the sky wants to fling the condensed
fascination; gripped with moonlit
emotion, life chases frantically
behind the nomadic wings,
who left the mark; on
the violent chest,
a delicate
glassy
perception surfaced, heart began to
weave the new design; an hidden
thrill nudges to manliness, a
nascent desire; wants to
touch you; feel you
with inclusive
allegiance!
that amour twists the persona with
multiple fold - - -