Saturday, 13 October 2012

DO NOT KNOW FURTHER - -

whither floating the smell of wild flowers,
a friable touch, stir in the heart 
revealed, then a dream 
came again to 
settle in 
my eyes, I'm unaware of it; and you won 
the heart; again I'm ready; to touch 
the full goblet, a commotion 
is approaching toward
the life, gradually,
someone is
dominating to my persona with hypnosis, 
the night of pernoctation is ahead, 
again I've to compromise 
with beautiful 
deception, 

painting by Johnson Heade 

THE MONOLITHIC AMOUR - -

do not ask, the reason of silence tonight,
let me disappear for some moment,
in silvan passion of your love,
faraway expanded the 
circean moonlight,
just come 
along,
holding the arm, let's get lost in another 
world, far from all the sorrow and
pain, one such place, where, 
between me and you,
there shouldn't
be any one, 
more 
beautiful than dream, the perception of
replete attainment of body and 
soul, eternal pleasantness,
everlasting courtship,
monolithic join 
of hearts, 
more 
than somatic bondage, the bliss beyond 
the imagination - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by GRAHAM HEPWORTH

Friday, 12 October 2012

THE INVARIANT BONDING - -

you remember or not, that's different thing,
indeed you, exist in illumination of 
eyes, I know, still in your heart 
something is hidden, you 
accept it or not that's 
different matter, 
yet, on the 
turning point, few emotions, lying among 
the dry leaves, dew drops has dried 
up, so what, still in your uneasy
pulsation, some hydrous 
feeling flowing day 
and night, it's
difficult 
to erase the image infinite, the mirror -
can be changed numerous time,
but, are you sure the image
will change - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
dragonfly 1

FOR SOMEONE - -

maybe you're close to the wet cognition,
say my regards to rain, did you 
hold, restless droplets on 
the palm, did you feel
me in the smell 
of wet soil, 
on the 
damp veranda, didn't you see the alone
pigeon, searching the shelter for 
hide, that's nothing except
my emotion, roving
to touch your 
heart, 
did you look the unexpected intensive -
clouds, floated in nomadic way 
just above the hanging 
chopped kite, you 
know, my 
love
on that moment, tried to reach near you,
to show the wounded spirit - - 

Kelley Studios Stained Glass Windows 

Thursday, 11 October 2012

IT'S NOT DECEPTION OF SIGHT - -


the facsimile in your eyes is so familiar,
often I met with him in mirror, that
image somewhere similar
to me, or it's the 
deception 
of 
sight, I do not know, but the heart says
that replica is authentic, on the 
edge of trembling lips my 
breath is existed as 
echo of spring 
brings 
the 
news of blooming love, you believe or 
not, a silent storm, with beautiful
feeling, approaching to the 
life - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
Madhumita Bhattacharya - Art Paintings of Indian Artists

THE FRAGRANT MOMENTS - -

often in my loneliness, like a stranger 
fragrance your existence, gives
the realization that you've
been dissolved into
the inner cell, 
from the 
body
and mind, lovely emotions are born,
on those captivated moment, 
from the conscience, 
gorgeous moonlit 
lake emerges, 
containing 
chiliad 
petals of lotus bloom, the passionate 
love becomes the pollen of 
celestial aura - - 

  Natalie’s paintings 2

Wednesday, 10 October 2012

THE LAST OCLOCK - -

intoxicating darkness, before the last 
oclock, delicate emotion waits 
on the stair of tavern, as 
the bowed neck, 
petiole of 
tuberose, quietly absorbs the dripping 
of dew drops, I just wish, from 
somewhere you'll appear
unexpectedly and 
hold the hand,
stagger 
step
may be get the static destination, night - 
has its own commitments, doesn't
wait for me, goes toward the
hazy skyline, I know, you
can not leave me,
like this way,
destitute
alone,
your love has the revival quality, I've 
heard that, so proof it - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
night bloom - - 

Tuesday, 9 October 2012

THE TACIT AFFINITY - -


many wounds that never heal, however, 
life is nothing but a compromise;
knowing that you'll not be 
loyal for a lifetime,
after that even, 
heart beats 
for you,
that's the beautiful labyrinth, where, life 
wants to get lost repeatedly, do 
not call, from the mysterious 
darkness, let it remain 
for a while, the 
charm of hide and seek,you can touch 
me, many times as you wish,
it's  not necessary, every 
time you'll feel the 
same magic, 
you can 
can go 
through the external circle, but there's not 
the correct prophecy, that you'll 
reach to the nucleus of 
eternal aroma !


Barbara Fox s painting 

THE DIFFERENCE - -


this mirror has its own prerequisite, just
like your stubbornness, desires to
look me without wrapper, it's
obsession or insane 
desire I do not 
know, 
in the elusive obscurity it shines with the 
mille lamp! each part and parcel 
breaks the egoism, every 
thing looks used one, 
from the lips to 
toe, a left 
over 
the riven celibacy, life searches the real 
extinct beauty, the hidden image 
wants in love, complete 
purity, the entire 
night maybe
pass to 
explain it, about the difference between 
the realism and divinity - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
alone wading 

THE ETERNAL UNION - -

I knew, you'll wait for me, so I returned,
the unceasing trust, that you love
me, didn't allow me to get 
lost in the darkness 
of anonymity,
so again
I've
emerged from the mist of draconian -
time, I knew, still in your hydrous
eyes, the source of pure 
love is existed, that 
flow of affinity,
brings 
back my persona under your life giving
umbra, even willingly I can't live 
without you, a strange but 
true, as a luminous 
moving cycle 
is your 
affection, life becomes moth in a wink !
accepts gladly the sacrificial 
altar - - 

ETERNAL KNOT