Wednesday, 22 August 2012

THE UNTRACEABLE - -

yes, I've to go far away, through the 
helical path, in the remote of 
mysterious valley, near
the conspirator 
river, to 
get 
the address of extinct ocean which 
have been turned to desert, 
I don't know, eventually
I'll find the last rain,
once together
we've 
enjoyed the redemption bath, applied 
the perfume of immortality, shared
the ignition of fire womb, and
signed on the touchstone, 
an agreement of the
endless treaty,
something
wasn't
favorable or destiny has withdrawn the
promise, the body and soul didn't
become the gold, one altered  
into the soil another flew 
away with wind, alas!
that incomplete 
union 
remained unsolved as a mystic love -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
Fusionartist Rassouli’s painting 

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

THE SOFT REFLECTION


autograph of night was tearful, option hadn't
near the life, it's happened many times,
those nightmarish darkness, and 
submissive persona, the 
unwanted treaty 
signed by 
life, 
but it doesn't mean, everything has ended, -
somewhere out, there was light in the 
shadow, the address of morning, 
those flickers lifted the tiny
pieces of dream, once 
again the mirror 
appeals,
in the soft reflection, your love appears with
new dimensions - - - 

painting by Graham Cox

Monday, 20 August 2012

BEYOND THE SPACE


 in the mist of emotion, I've searched 
your existence, my soul will follow
until the edge of space, the 
somatic termination is
not the sign of 
release !
an endless chase wouldn't be allowed
you to breath freely, in everywhere
you'll find an umbra of my love, 
it's not so easy my dear to 
evasiveness, in each 
sigh, my image 
will be 
before your eye, it's may be another -
matter, but willingly too, you 
couldn't emancipate my
presence from the 
labyrinth of 
breath,

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


dream - painting by Randall David Tipton.jpg

THE BEAUTIFUL PLANET


maybe you've thought, that without you -
the life is stranded, that's myth, in
each step I've learnt the recoup,
it's natural, time heals all the
wounds, your love isn't
my destination, it 
has limited 
impact,
my dream has pervasive colors, desires
to contain whole the universe in the
heart, though it's the creation 
of delicate fibrous feeling,
but it joins easily to 
everybody, the 
sapour isn't
an aim !
dream would be fructify on that particular
night, when everyone will feel the 
pleasure of intrepidity, out of
any faith or philosophy,
a mass emotion of
humanity - - - 

painting by  Carol Keene

AT ALL EVENTS


oath to live and die together, do not -
repeat again and again, that
ambition which makes
the life the thirsty
deer running
behind
the
mirage, ends only on the minus world,
those dreams of early morning 
adores the persona, it's 
not necessary that all
dreams have the 
destination, 
some 
drop of dew hidden in the heart of -
petal's whorl, that's transient 
stay or your love for me, 
whatever is that
perception,
absolute
truth 
remains on the lap of burning pyre, it's
realism of life, every tear drops 
wasn't the pearl, each secret
of smile wasn't the cordial
beauty, every touch 
wouldn't be the 
the healing
touch, 
however life survives at all events - - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Paintings By Alexei Antonov 

Sunday, 19 August 2012

THE TRUE PRAYER


too far, I know you will not be able
to go along me, anyway, as
much as you've walked,
thanks for that, from
here begins the
smoldering
path,
a melted emotion to crimp all the
rigid views, making ashes to
hatred, prejudice, brutality,
is it the supreme faith,
which makes the
unfettered
human,
I'm afraid to follow that path which
doesn't value the humanity, 
isn't it the way to hell
walking on the 
bleeding 
belief,
isn't possible to change the heart 
after looking people whine, 
what's that philosophy
which can't change
the mind, what's
use of that 
orison
which is not begged for others - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
prayer1

Saturday, 18 August 2012


THE WORSHIP 

it's not transient matter of emotional 
bonding, feeling someone in 
persona with integral
form of love, not
so easy my 
dear to 
reach on that imperishable zenith, a 
single life isn't sufficient to 
perform the ritual of 
that immortal 
worship,

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Thomas Kinkade

Thursday, 16 August 2012

THE POSSIBILITY

across the oceans, perhaps inhabited
the land of seven colors, before
the day break it glows
with new hopes,
someone
by sotto voce knocks the door, and -
keeps the bunch of smiles,
on the threshold, the
fragrant morning
welcomes
the
indomitable spirit, life prepares to
face innovative challenge,
in the meeting point
of dream and
realism,
the
horizon of new possibilities always
diffuses arms - - -

SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Kathleen Bergstrom
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

Wednesday, 15 August 2012

THE RELATION OF BREATH

let's once again weave the dream,
the uninspiring colors of
emotion are eager
to bloom, life
desires
to
create a live painting of love and
fraternal pigments, let's
try again to share
the pain and
sorrow,
the
question of survival isn't the matter
of personal, your life isn't
differ than me, same
pulsation, the
same
the graph of breath wants to touch
the horizon of bliss, nothing
is separate because
we are the same
product of
uniform
frame,

SHANTANU SANYAL
  painting by NINA ROBINSON 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/ 

Monday, 13 August 2012


THE RIGHTS TO BLOOM 

the perception which can arise from the 
depth of latent soul, that every face
has the certain quality, only 
needs the blooming 
environs, and 
a touch 
of affectionate support, no doubt one -
day that persona will scatter the 
hidden fragrance, that's the
symbol of humanism, 
beyond the ethnic
linguistic 
introduction, an outlook that everybody
has the equal rights to blossom,
without waiting for spring, 
just let the open, all 
self-centered
door,
make the planet more beautiful than 
the dream - - - 

SHANTANU SANYAL