IMMINENT ERUPTION

in this surreal vicinity, the earth

looks as a rising sphere of cold

flame, an embryonic zeal

breaths from the ocean

of infinite obsession,

a suppressed

storm

towards to surface, the distance

between veracity and dream

becoming shorter, step by

step; effect of craving

ignites the sleeping

aspiration, the

cell of scent

or helix

of volatile emotion wants to split,

glimmer of love appearing on

the corporal waves, the

startling quiver looks

as all-embracing

midnight

rain;

the unseen clouds are gathering

on the wide chest - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL  

  

   http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  art by virginia-gieremek

I'LL WAIT FOR THAT - - -  

that sweetness; in the heart, should

be filled by someone, that all 

faces turn to be beautiful 

soul, a feeling of 

affinity 

beyond the distinguish of color, body 

appearance, a perception to 

live and let live to others, 

that generosity of

the sky which 

provides

moonlight without weigh or measure,

that love which can mold the 

explosive character into

the waxy design,

to spread 

the 

light in the distressed evening - - - - - 

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

Lucia Sarto Painting

THE SAME OASIS

Do not ask; the secret of life, the 

reason to smile; It's an art, 

which is adorned

only; when 

goes

through the pain level, it's that night;

which doesn't touch the lip of 

dawn, however; submits

entire darkness in the

feet of light; with 

silence, that 

dream, 

which in reality do not change; that

lives near the heart; then the 

same desire to get you,

again the support 

of your eyes,

the same

fascination with new scenarios; life 

doesn't leave; the search of 

evergreen oasis of 

your love - - -

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

sweet aroma 

BEFORE the spill out EMOTION

an aspiration to get the inclusive

vitality ; heart chosen you with

upbeat way, the graph of

life ; I know; not at all

goes as a parallel

ray, besides

that

the seasons has to complete its

rotation; doesn’t matter the

compulsion, there’s no

lack of excuses for

smiling, dreams

wait on the

every

steps, just needs a sanctuary in

the corner of eyes, on those

emotive moments, I’ve

stretched out the

arms, now the

absorption

hides

in your mind, the sky opens the

world of color sometimes;

may be an evening or

the end of a tired

night, depends

on sudden

rouse

of the fermenting emotion of the

heart - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  midnight reflections - Painting by Abraxas 

PAUSED MOMENT 

meet again --- ever, aroma 
of memories; in your
heart just keep 
afloat;
somewhere in the shadow 
of the grove; or in a
moonlit night; 
going
along; we will find - again, 
to each other; it does
feel alive; you're 
around me, 
life is so beautiful - - - - - - 


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

art by Ryszard Tyszkiewicz

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 

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

  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

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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/

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