A LITTLE LONGER - -

do not love too much, that heartbeat to be 

stop, let remain something confusion,

the night is still unfinished, just 

eyes have learned after 

falling recoup, the 

dream, just 

now 

touched to wink, feelings are so sensitive -

as leaves of mimosa pudica, let 

little fill up the ignited chest,

with impulsive, savory

fragrance, it's so

earlier to touch

the inner 

whorl

of emotion, just wait for some moment, let 

me, prepare to unfold the secret of

conscience, let pain, some 

more to be emerge 

from the depth

of heart,

darkness is so far lacking to maturity - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

artist Frank Wilson 

YOU WILL RETURN BACK - -

coming back echoes will not let you sleep,

the reflection of past will be present

everywhere, the pages of life -

diary needed numerous

correction, the 

short 

night, and lot of book keeping, it's extreme

difficult to go through the tunnel of

memory, the miles long 

darkness and alone

traveler, neither

any guide

nor 

any associate, a journey to look the mirror,

which has been under the layers of 

dust, do you think, you can 

recognize the image

authentic,

that 

path of mist has several labyrinth, maybe 

you will not return - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
flower-paintings-on-canvas
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE EXHAUSTED NIGHT

that was very close, but could not be -

inherent to my persona, that was 

flame or a dull smoldering 

cinder, whatever, failed

to melt the pain,

though 

breath touched to my chest but didn't 

penetrate to the emotion, the 

heart remained as usual

ineffective, the beauty

has the limited 

scope, 

after touching to the body, itself ended,

thirst of ages and accompany of 

some moment, coordination

couldn't be beautiful,

long before the

dawn, life

has been reached to the hazel horizon!

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

painting by  Evani Lupinek

TOWARD THE SUBMISSION

the sound of muffled steps, in the silence 

of midnight creates the mystery of 

your obsessive love, blooper

to love you; beyond the 

imagination, 

inflames the persona, but how to leave all 

the endearment, reverie bindings !

somatic equation has its own 

priority I can understand, 

but how to unite the 

soul to soul, for

cerulean 

meeting, the emotion wanders entire night, 

are you on the roof of elusive world,

flirting the hypnotized fragrant

ring, it's now up to you,

to absorb whole 

the pulsation,

accept 

the delicate graph of breath I've nothing to 

submit - - -  

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

artist's name - no idea 

PRE - DEFINED

ever unclouded sky, sometimes off season 

rain, it's life, attached with uncertain 

chain, all prophecy don't

favor, whenever 

destiny

performs the pre - defined judgement, from

the throne to street isn't the long 

distance, nobody has the 

supreme power to 

stop the ring 

of time, 

the sublime phrase in a single moment turns

to epicedium, nature has its own 

law, no chance for the new

amendment - - 

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

 painting by Catherine G McElroy 

THE SPELLBOUND MOMENT

the illuminated sky, holding the finger, 

dream brings toward the another

life, feelings are dipped into

the sanctity, the moonlit

trail dipped into the

lemony glow,

emotion 

wants

to get back the innocence past, just far

away from all sorrow, pain, free 

from labyrinth of maturity,

the land of charmed,

without any inter -

fusion,

the raw gold of unexplored mines - - - - - 

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

art by john atkinson grimshaw 

BELIEVE ME - -

in the profound darkness, some residue is

remained, it's maybe difficult, but not

impossible to search the lost

beam, that promise had 

its own beauty, after

break it doesn't

forget to 

glow,

the wingless flight of my veneration isn't -

accepted the defeat, maybe night

has the long span, but it's not 

everlasting, just wait for

somewhere on the 

morning sky -

line,

I'll meet you - - - believe me - - - 

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

ART- dark night - source unknown.jpg

DO NOT SAY AU REVOIR - -

in the glaucous beautiful night, who 

seeks account of breath, the 

shadow asks the address 

of my existence, 

your affection

has 

the elusive effect, the self step sound 

creates uneasiness, in the rustle

of curtain, somewhere your 

love floats with magical

aroma, though in 

the backyard,

nocturnal

flowers yet, do not open the aromatic 

corpus, the heady moonlight

fills the intense hangover,

mind searches, don't

know what, the 

life suffers 

with 

inconclusiveness, extensive vacuum, 

a perception of losing the 

something special, 

though every 

thing is

nearby in its place - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Christian Skredsvig

  

THE INNER BEAUTY

that beauty which is inherent in the depth 

of heart, makes the life meaningful,

creates the overall aesthetic

touch, sharing the purity

of smile doesn't

need a single

penny 

but it reacts as the spellbound fragrance !

goes through mind to conscience,

ever come out from the self

circled planet you'll sure

get the destination

of peace and 

adoration, 

the 

life isn't limited to four walls, self centered

perception will demolish the persona,

just for one day, try to look from

the vision of hydrous eye,

many faces are 

awaited 

for your generous look, blooming smile - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Sue Pruett MDA

     

 

THE SILENCE

the silence - which shakes the inner world,

do not gaze me on that way, the gain

and loss are the part of life, it's

not less, that your love has

taught me the meaning

of life, a pain which

brings toward

the

tenderness, amid the troubles, the smile -

appears as the flicker of firefly, let 

allow to homecoming, injured

emotion wants a shelter 

of night, the dream

has it's own 

priority

but

isn't true that for survival that's significant,

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings Art by Tomas Sanchez from Cuba