THE UNDEFINED PLEASURE

all the resonant of life have been

extinct; except the rhythm of

your love, it moves across

the rainy night, the

neurotic wind

couldn’t

misguided the path; you’ve made

the enduring print on the

chest, somewhere, I

don't know ; the

sky is meeting

with the

earth,

a feeling of sodden horizon closer

to heart; says you’ve been

merged since centuries

into the element of

the soul, that

perception

doesn’t

let

me to abolish your existence from

the part of body; as well as in

the inner consciousness,

an hidden dominance

often; makes me

subservient

before

your enticing approach, a pledge;

to shun the live flame, I’ve

no control to save the

persona; from the

passionate

ignition ,

willing or unwillingly life evolves

the volatile masculinity; as

knowing the destiny of

ash, the steps goes

toward the

blazing

beauty, the self immolation has its

own vigor, an undefined

pleasure - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

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  art by Anikeev Sergey

THE ENDLESS NIGHT 

a beautiful fatigue; uncountable

love from someone, a night ;

which is never finished;

a dream, that life 

will change, 

a river,

which flows from instinct; a knock;

passions will get decked,

a touch; latent

attachment 

to be 

awake, a lip vibration ; like rain in 

the desert, an inclined face

on the neck ; moonlight

melts on the body,

a proximity ;

life 

gets back the meaning of survival,

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

Starry Starry Night by Megan Richard

THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH 

the entire world, to be close to each

other; why do not we go back to 

the origin, from which, the 

flow of humanity

shedding, 

the same place where the first woman ; 

first man was born,  the same

great migration, human 

vices in all the 

earth; the

same spirit, where there was no

religion, no philosophy,only

the irrepressible desire

to live; the same 

primitive era again to life; at least 

there shouldn't be  hatred;

a natural feeling, to

make the heart

feel pain,

all sense of well-being; without any

prejudice - - the purity of 

heart - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Stan Wisniewski's Painting Gallery

A CHANCE TO THE BLOSSOM

just the once endeavor to the

fixation, in the deepest of

feeling your image

desires to float,

there’s no

rein in,

my affection hasn’t the limit, it

travels from the vein to

breath, if spell of

spring is scant,

don’t mind,

the

dream of heart; not yet dried,

the evergreen sentiments

never goes to fade, I’ll

steal the colors from

the luminous sky,

I’ll conserve

the zest

from wild bloom before the leaf

falling; don’t be vacillate to

touch my quiescent

emotion, it looks

fervently to

your

favor; let the passion could get

the life, as whorl waits to

release the aroma, as

the pollen needs

the spreading

out the

beauty of flowers; just try to grip

my budding persona - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  creepers

THE DENSE CLOSENESS 

time to be generous, or not 

accompany destiny, or

do not, you always

stay near the

heart, the 

galaxy 

is nothing, right now, not yet,

your love leads me often

to another skies,

beyond that

sky, 

perhaps is the world of hearts;

if you can ever come, the 

way of my conscience; 

this body is mortal,

transient life, 

when to

be left, isn't easy to say; multiple

dreams unfinished, I've seen 

in your eyes; If you believe,

hold my arms again;

the stars are 

calling 

from the destination, these are

the precious moment, get 

again tomorrow, may

not; the evening, 

the weather, 

rolling emotions; then get or not get; 

why do not; Light the lamp of 

the heart - - - 

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

Aspen Birchtree Paintings    

THE INCOMPLETENESS

Shrouded darkness on the body, 

night has gone with copious

mystery, on the bed of
searing sand dunes
remained some
unexplored
story,
cloudless sky witnessed all the
passing caravan of emotion,
an inclusive silence was
subjugated the heart
and mind, slowly
someone
changed
the
side, the dream emerged as a mirage,
I didn’t get the address of
vanished oasis of your
love, however the
cool shadow
covered
your
cumbersome eyes, unquenchable
thirst stirred up into the chest,
impatient soul moved
from one end to
other, alas!
You
could be able to touch the inner
sentiment, moments were
passed as skeletal vapors
without drizzling, a drop
of water, bareness
hanged on in
extensive
way,
whole night heart waited for your
consent of entirety - - -

  - -  SHANTANU SANYAL

• 

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  Paintings by Connie Tom

SELF INTRODUCTION 

compulsions were in its place, 

but it was difficult to deal

with responsibilities,

only you were 

not in the 

priority

list of life; It's different, that was

you in every breath, some 

dreams, which have

broken before

to see,

some relationships reduced

under the terms, many

nights have been

passed by 

sleepy

eyes, several days were the 

miles long journey, on 

every step life has

performed the

role, each

part 

was the task, familiar or the 

strange faces have 

their own views,

it's hard to

make 

satisfy to everybody but its 

easy to welcome any 

one by a smile,

day or night

life learnt

by 

itself, a silent mirror teaches 

a lot of, self rectification

never ends it's a 

endless flow

moves 

towards the new horizons !

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

The Paintings of Laura Von Rosk

THE INITIAL RAY

renascent thoughts surfaced

whenever you’ve loved

me with profundity

by inner feeling,

it’s true that

life isn’t

adequate to know to each –

other, an option always

existing to bring the

soul closer, the

burgeoning

passion

becomes thicker as darkness -

of night, goes through the

somatic world to land

of celestial beauty,

amid corporal

needs and

spiritual

belief,

a negation forever’s found, -

cells, vein, the natural

desire doesn’t ever

compromise, a

man made

values

on those point seems null and

void, the naked truth of

life isn’t possible to

hide, the eternal

flow of shared

pleasure

is the absolute realism, beyond

that all pseudo shadows

only play with naïve

mind, before all

the motif

your

appearance grows the potential

of life, as a germinated

plants spread the

tender leaf

after

getting the touch of initial ray

of sun - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  Linda McVay Paintings

THE NEW JOURNEY 

decorating a dream to be new again;

this is a night, or an elusive world, 

in my arms, whose the world

has gone confined,

I do not know

who has 

gone down in the depths of breath; an

endless flow; has swept me away,

then who plays; with my heart

and life; obsessive 

passions; 

floating on the moonlit sky, whose body 

odor; in the winds are being

 plastered, the tonight,

get me to a new

 journey, the

restless

soul wants the aesthetic salvation - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Night Train Painting by Murad Sayen 

FOR A MOMENT 

for a little while, ever, come

into my life; sometimes,

repeat gorgeous

mistake,

on the threshold of the heart,

get a dewy flowers; yet

the avalanche of 

indulgence,

did not 

tranquil, saffron flowers are

again blooming in the 

valleys; devastated 

world wants to

show off

again,

get in eyes again depths of the

ocean, unexpectedly, in

the desert, some

drops to be

shattered,

burning

emotions get at least the comfort,

ever by mistake, as a nomadic

clouds, just come in

 my life - - -  

SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 

painting by RICHARD HERMAN