Eternal Combustion

neither a glass nor a -

wax was that

perception,

didn't

break, even didn't

smolder, but

flame

was within the

transparent

emotion,

it scorched with

sweet ignition,

into the

infinite depth of

conscience,

in the

intense

moments, I've been

dedicated all

the fidelity,

to win

your

heart, I don't know

how much

success

was

the self-combustion !

- Shantanu Sanyal 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

artist Carl Fredrik Aagard 

WHETHER YOU BREAK IT - -

if you wish, you can withdraw the

promise, there's no any

signed agreement,

dense mutual

credibility

was

the only condition, stranger binding,

a beautiful dewy realization,

between us would be

forever, neither

any aspire

nor the

complain, whether anything be the

consequences, the heart will

not reveal the secrets,

it would be buried

in the pulsation,

that you've  

loved 

me more than the life; perhaps - - -

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

artist Mariusz Lewandowski

THE BEAUTY UNDEFINED
what's in your heart, I can not say,
but it's true that you love me,
to my arrival, the lost
bliss; appears
in your
eyes,
a dream alive; floats in your face,
like a fresh rose drenched
in dew, as the great
serpentine wave
to be restless
such as to
touch
the shore; the intersection point,
have number of dark secrets;
either you know, or I,
no one knows
the depth
of
silent words, just the people, do
visualize, they do not know
the truth of conscience;
in the heart of the
park, flowers
of purity
bloom
with
untouched fragrance of celestial
bless - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

are by River's Edge by Julie Gilbert Pollard

THE UNFAMILIAR FEELINGS

Probably you don't know; just now, the

moon is raised up a little, the

rustle creates enigma, in

the wind, there's a

secret of your

somatic

scent,

or flowers know the art of sorcery, the

earth is fascinated; after seeing 

the celestial grandeur, in

the diffused light 

your shadow

draws 

my 

masculinity in the crypt of indulgence; 

the submissive muscles fear to 

touch the fragile and shivery;

the stem of the fragrant 

blossom, only the

eyes desire to

touch, the 

emerging beauty or the heavenly gift !

I do not know - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

SOME OTHER MOMENT

lifelong commitment wasn't so so easy,

however, she didn't break my illusion;

definitely she held my hand, at

every juncture, it's different

matter, how much was

the passion, going

into the depths

of the heart

was not

so

easy; hence I considered it a game of

luck, and who won and who lost in

the game, I do not know; but

it's true; that, in her love 

losing everything

else, isn't it a 

victory,

perhaps one day, life will ask to destiny !

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

bunch of bloom - china painting 

ON THE TIP

Those feelings were denser than the clouds,

that perception didn't change, though I've
tried to melt my vigor as wax in her
love, but somewhere in the night
betrayed, it ended before
the change of emotion
to flame, droplet
of passion
remains
on the
tip
of leaf, petals were keen to touch it the entire night, -
but didn't succeed, as the whorl of ethics never
allowed to do so, it slept with buried
aroma into the chest - -
- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE INTENSE NIGHT 

in the seizure of those eyes, life, 

seems to be pretty than 

imagination, in 

every step

a new

freshness,

every moment, a new hope, the

renewed vigor, be scattered

like flower porridge

in the stony

paths,

in every direction, waking dreams,

everything beautiful, aromatic

feelings, melting moment;

with impulsive flame, 

the emergence

of full moon

gradually - - - 

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

Moon Rising over Fog Clouds Painting by Elliott Daingerfield 

The Tacit Agreement 

Over us was not a condition,

a tacit agreement,

an aspire to get wet in the 

moonlight; desire 

to know each other,wish to

emigrate in the eye,

a lifetime promise to walk 

together, the inner

amalgam of the body and 

soul, the uniformity 

of breath and nerve flowing

a shared pledge for

fidelity, an imprint of love

keeping on the heart,

we've signed the life's blank 

paper of emotioN - - 

- Shantanu Sanyal
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

MoonlitSpring - Artist Caroline Putnam Fine Art Oil Paintings.jpg

ALAS; THEY CAN - - 

no; they didn't understand my feelings,

they of course stayed, for awhile,

looked me a glance, smiled

too, with mysterious

shadow, some

moments;

hovered over the mountain peak, and

suddenly floated away to different

direction, leaving behind the

aridity, emptiness, the

combustion of

intensive

pain,

that was love or the nomadic clouds,

often thinks the heart, emotion

wandered behind the 

peeved rain 

shower,

day

and night to convince its need, without 

that, maybe the land of dream 

to be converted in barren,

emotionless, the 

dratted land, 

alas !

they can understand - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
ARTIST PHOEBE BRUNNER 

THAT’S DESTINATION - -

the truth of life inhabited in the colors of

diversity, the charm of moonlit lattice

having its own beauty, however

it’s depend on the individual;

how to clasp the root of

opportunity, nobody

will offer the stair,

the self effort

is the only

key

to open the closed doors of destiny, the

often falling down spider, doesn’t

lost the hope before the day

break; the web gripped

the bloomed entire

canopy, even

dew drops

decked

its

creation with aesthetic beauty - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 
  

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
  
  

  Berenice Pliskin – Painting on Silk