THE ILLUMINATED VISION - -

on those gracious eyes; 'have seen bliss,

as barren earth sees to the clouds 

gathering, going back summer

sees to the playful evening

showers; the sinking 

boat watches to

the shore 

erosion, or a mirror explains the value of 

life, from that vision, conscience

blooms with hundreds 

petals, invisible

source of 

scent

becomes restless to drench the inner - 

emotion - - 

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

painting by John Sterpe

IT'S DIFFICULT - -

that's my shadow, who has little bit peeved

from the persona, doesn't want to 

share anything related to me,

it's sign of envious love

or the monopoly,

often thinks

the life,

though it has inherent right on the somatic 

surface but the planet of the heart is 

unleashing, doesn't care to any

one, flies wherever it likes,

ever above the great 

ocean, near the

horizon or 

floats 

on the moonlit waves, it's difficult to intern, -

often I think, how to release the soul,

your love doesn't permit, so 

again and again the 

repeated treaty,

knowingly

or the

unknowingly, can't break the bridge of pure
fidelity - - 

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

painting by JOHN ATKINSON GRIMSHAW 

Thomas Moran paintings  

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/

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