THE LIBERATION - -

what's in that obsession, which
not allowed me to mingle with
sublunary matter, just
pulls toward the
rings of
illusion, though living among -
the crowd, nevertheless
life feels the isolation,
the quietism or
liberation
from
self whirlwind, difficult to define,
a shadow chases or your
love trying to subdue
my persona, the
beautiful
world
of realism is leaving behind the
vision, what kind of land is
before me, neither
sky nor the
sign of
surface, pervasive emptiness -
everywhere - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

painting by Wendy Puerto
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE EXTREME COMBINATION - -

though that's apocarpous from

body but dissolved in the 

breath, with unseen 

pious scent, 

every

moment that incenses with a -

beautiful sentience, life 

alters from somatic

to abstract, a 

perception

of lotus,

blooms in its planet above the

sludge, unswayed from 

all the infatuation

trap, extreme

solidarity

with 

the gorgeous winter sky, entire

immense, unclouded,

engrossed in 

love of 

infinite fascination, undefined - - 

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

dewy lotus 

ISN'T PAPER FLOWER - -

separated edge of summer; and slip 

away stream amid them some

where existed the breath

fragrant, you know 

or not but it's

fact that 

the 

hydrous feeling doesn't want to die! 

still some wet memories of rain,

the shadow of the stubborn

dense clouds, indelible 

few drops are 

remained

on the

transparent window of life, gallery of

emotion waits for delicate touch

of first morning ray, on the 

bougainvillea cluster

your love kept 

difference

of realism and fantasy, the thirst goes

toward the remote, though you've

hidden in the depth of 

heart - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL     

 art by Carol 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE REFULGENT TRUTH - -

any other concept, a different context,

some fragrant moment, some 

beautiful thing, heart wishes

to repeat, let's emerge

the hidden emotion,

don't go away

so far in

the solitude, here life calls eagerly - - 

in the paradise of conscience,

inhabited the blooming 

valley of eternal

love, just 

open 

the eyes of mind, everything will be 

refulgent, everybody will be 

closer to the heart - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

illumination 1

THE DROP DROP - -

enigma of your smile, brings me in the 

different world, in the flowering

valley, sometimes body 

and mind float 

above 

the 

skyline, together with nomadic clouds -

and ever toward the galaxy, an 

amazing feeling alters 

persona, dipped 

in awesome 

aroma,

the velvety touch, wing of transparent 

butterfly, heart beats often in 

way of dripping dew 

drops on glassy 

petals of 

emotion, life fascinates over and over

again to your hypnosis mantra !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Transparent Wings Butterfly

THE EVERGREEN - -

still in the sky, floating some pieces 

of gray clouds, so far life waits

for an unexpected splash, 

this waiting has its 

own infatuation

trap, the 

heart gives re-invitation to rain, the

hidden attraction of your love,

writes every moment 

the poetry of 

survival,

the stormy thrill maybe disaster but 

life doesn't agree to accept 

off season hibernation,

perhaps eyes 

became

jaded but dreams are evergreen - -

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

painting by Radha Chatterjee

THE UNSEEN HEALER - -

you're not differ than others, the same

camouflage waiting to adapt my 

helplessness, I know very 

well, the hidden art of 

placate, the game

of emotion,

nevertheless, life wants to smile once

again, reality whatever to be, in

this tender moment, I've 

been decided to 

love you, the

outcome 

can be negative or positive, at present 

it's the zero, not necessarily, the 

account for everything ! it's

matter of thinking, if 

you get it, then

the earthen

pot, if 

you lost then maybe precious, actually 

the valuation is sight gag, time 

fills every thing - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by John Atkinson

THE FLAMBOYANT FEELING - -

you're in front of me, or the rotating mirror, 

a syncope is approaching to grip the

ego of potency, it's melting body

or the emerging flames of 

desire upward the sky, 

a reverse light 

beam or 

the 

galaxy of emotion is eager to fly, it's the -

moving reflection or floating somatic

odor after snatching away, the 

fragrance of intoxicating

wild bloom, or some

paused magical 

storm, a

wish

to embrace the savage desert ! or the 

great creation of cataclysm - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

The Art of Waheed Nasir

THE EXISTING MOMENT - -

the life has its own precedence,

a graph unpredicted goes

parallel to irregular

path, in your

proximity

settled

some

beautiful dreamy colonies with

the unusual glare, for some

other day, if possible

do not forget to

include, my

persona

for

a curative touch to renewal of -

embryonic emotion, still

night is ongoing, the

darkness possess

the veiled

story,

who knows the secret of future’s

ovary, the existing moments

appealing impatiently,

again we’ll meet

or not, that’s

the hazy

question of unseen destiny - - - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
  Full Moon In A-Dark-Forest

BEYOND THE FALLACY - -

where's the desired destination, each 

twist has kaleidoscopic fallacy !

in your love, the world has 

been left behind, far

away, neither 

sun nor 

moon, not the gorgeous sky, no one is 

before me except you, dominated

body, mind, everything by 

your fascination, I do 

not know, what's 

the prophecy 

of this 

supreme attachment, the unleashing 

flow on the endless stream, just

the binding free submission,

past, present, future 

time period all

are here 

insignificant, only the eternal point is 

in the vision - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
optical illusions from Oleg Shuplyak