Wednesday, 3 October 2012

THE OUT OF CIRCLE - -

you've, maybe your own compulsions,
here, life is also not so easy,
nevertheless, in these 
complications,
ever look 
at the dream from my sight; for some 
distance, then come with me,
so far, moonlight has 
been scattered 
on the 
meadow, the dew drops are eager 
for dripping, restless clusters 
of petals, after 
absorbing 
the 
fragrance, want to spread the message, 
the news of pleasant emotion is 
needed to share, ever 
come out from 
the self 
created circle, life is so beautiful, only 
required the sentience of 
meaning - - 



painting by S.D BOURDET 

Tuesday, 2 October 2012

THE PRESENTATION - -

tonight I feel the silence, keep an 
unseen distance between us, 
ever again, some other 
day, ask the reason 
of serenity, 
however, this moment doesn't -
expect chastity, if you think 
go ahead to play the 
intrigue, the life
sometimes,
wants 
the beautiful rebuff, villainy face 
at least the revival of 
realism should 
exposed !
it's
better to live in the light of truth 
than illusive darkness, just
remove the magical 
moonlit lattice,
I've no
more hesitation for cover devoid
presentation - - 

   the painting by Laura Guese

PRE - FLOTATION - -


the corporeal dominance is impermanent,
it'll erase one day, if possible ever,
join to the depth of conscience, 
I know it's not so easy, 
whole the life is
needed to
touch 
the bottom surface, the translation of the - 
external waves isn't the reflection
of river valley, who knows,
how many cryptic 
vortex are 
moving
under the silent, hydrous planet, the mum 
edge looks with unexpected phobia,
the erosion is inevitable - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
floating maple leaf 

Monday, 1 October 2012

THE DESCENDING LIGHT - -

the descending sunlight of eve,
stagnant emotion on the
twig of bougainvillea,
are you still 
waiting 
on the atrium, to see the new 
moon in the winter sky,
the evening star 
has just 
appeared in the corner, alike 
love emerges, with 
germinated 
dream,
do you still feel uneasiness !
whenever you think
about me,
do you 
feel,
a sudden thrill, grips to your 
persona, do you still 
experience the 
nocturnal 
aroma,
which arrests the heart with 
spellbound emotion, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
hope - - no idea about painter 

NEW FEELING - -


excuse to be whatever,
definitely came to 
meet,
in someone's eye I've 
seen the hidden 
affection,
as pollen of flower is to 
spill, there's 
freshness
in the 
winds, some stories,
becoming true,
some lively
dreams,
taking the shape of 
reality, again, 
life has 
returned on the track, 

lotus bud 

Sunday, 30 September 2012

THRILLED DARKNESS - -


let arise the storm again, 
anchored somewhere,
the passionate 
clouds are 
eager 
to melt, tonight's the night 
of the grand cataclysm, 
liberate the caged
emotion, just
let it sink
into 
the profound hypnosis, the
illusive darkness is 
restless to get 
the flare of 
your 
mysterious love - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
ToneyPainting

DO NOT ASK - -

do not ask, what was that
strange emotion, the
path of flame or
the bed of 
flowers,
whatever was that, life 
learned to smile in
every condition,
the dream or 
nightmare,
nothing 
was subdued;
amid the scattered 
beads and 
delicate 
fingers,
the 
aesthetic touch was 
inhabited, hence 
the life, 
anyhow reached to the 
edge,the stairs of 
shrine were 
winding,
the 
mysterious laugh of 
destiny, however, 
travelling 
was 
continued ! - - 


floral emotion 

Saturday, 29 September 2012

THE BLOOMING NEWS - -

someone, in the waning night, has put 
some souvenirs, that's why, the 
strange fragrance hitherto 
existing in the body 
and mind, the 
morning
looks
a gifted envelope hidden with secret -
cognition, the floral designs are 
emerging itself from the 
persona, the mirror
smiles with 
occult 
way, image appears with an innovative
freshness, again life waiting for
a beautiful incidence, some 
news from the blooming
season - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
blooming balcony 

Friday, 28 September 2012

THE HOMOGENEOUS LANYARD - -

a relation of pain is existed among us,
do not paste a caption, let it free
from all the prophecy, those
saline drops of your eyes,
often joined the
fragmented
emotion,
on that moment of affinity, uncounted
difference becomes void, as a
crystal clear water of wild
stream, invites the
moon to look
the pure
image,
own or alien, shaped or formless, the
tangible or abstract, not just a 
matter, everybody is tied
with the invisible 
same thread,
the show
goes
on, night and day, witnessed by the -
celestial audience,the endless
journey of life, calls all the 
time, the gorgeous 
sky is stable 
because
in my 
heart, still love is remained for you - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
PAINTING BY JEFF PITTMAN 1

Thursday, 27 September 2012

THE WANDERER - -



neither the dormancy
nor awakening,
the soul of 
a lonely
monk, 
wandering to complete
the meditation, 
desolate
valley
an unquenchable 
aroma, 
the 
mysterious shadows,
moves on the
wall of 
archaic mountains,
similarly,my
love
wandering since the 
centuries !

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


Handprint found in a cave in Castillo, Spain