Thursday, 6 September 2012

THE EXTINCTION

knocked the door, for a long time 
you didn't response, I hadn't
the option, so just kept
the broken dream
on the door 
step, 
gradually, walked back from the -
world of illusion, an endless
path, decade long night,
lethal loneliness, 
though many
times 
I had looked back, may be your call
had the weaker sound velocity,
didn't touch to the heart,
or my love hadn't 
the magic to 
influence
your fascination, just slowly I extinct 
in the misty darkness - - 

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

lonely man 

THE LIMITATION

what do you want, after every thing, body 
and life, it's not possible to conquer 
the soul congenital free, your 
love has limitation, can't
crimp the liberty
of invisible
aspire,
everything does not end up here! however
life is evanescent, but the endless 
path of soul doesn't care the 
barbed guards, remains
everlasting in the 
conscience,
whom 
it loves, devoid of definition ever think for -
that bonding, which crosses all the 
boundaries of terrestrial to
celestial, the purity of 
eternity is hidden
in the inner 
depth 
of the holy spirit, that's nothing than a sense
selfless humanity - - 

  Cornwall Paintings - Geoffrey Smith

Wednesday, 5 September 2012

THE TENDER LEAVES


on that expectation life has passed, 
that one day by mistake the 
hydrous clouds will 
pour on the 
surface
of
accursed desert, the subterranean -
feeling waited centuries to 
develop the tender 
leaf, the dream
remained 
into
the heart, though southern wind had
brought many times, the pseudo
message that, it's still 
raining in the land
of your world, 
but my 
planet remained without absorbing a 
single aqua drop, do not know
when will be your blessed 
vision toward the 
unquenchable
 spirit !

the art of Shay Niimi Wahl 2

THE FUN OF SURVIVAL


that's a handful light of your eyes, let it be, 
in the corner of my heart, who knows,
where the darkness will cover 
the persona, humming
sound with 
melodious voice, let it be on the edge of
eroded emotion, may be one day 
life will touch the destination,
to get the nectar of your
love incomparable,
though it's
dream 
that you reside near the flow of galaxy but 
this intoxicated illusion has the 
fun of survival - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
the art of Shay Niimi Wahl 1

THE COINCIDENCE

wakeful night, sagging stars, speechless 
sky path, with great difficulty I've 
searched, the address of 
morning, that's a 
different
matter that you were present on the line -
of horizon, it's coincidence or the 
game of destiny, whatever!
destination has been 
converted into
your love, 
something else was the aspire, something
else received the lappet, that's the 
life, nevertheless, research 
never dies, ended 
dream has 
itself 
new origin of planet, who knows one day -
we reach on the edge of galaxy - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Paul Wolber 

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

THE QUIET MOMENTS

moments are so quiet, there should be 
some infatuation in the life, hoping,
that the magic of smile, to be
unleashed, let's dormant 
feelings to be wake 
up, again in 
your 
eyes, some new edges should appear, 
again tonight heart's going to sink,
into the hidden valley of the 
passionate emotion, 
again reveal the 
messianic
magic,
life desires to sacrifice entire persona!

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
  painting by Alexis Lavine 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Monday, 3 September 2012

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 - - 

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 

Sunday, 2 September 2012

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 
artist Frank Wilson