THE REALIZATION - -

how to explain you by the word's trap,

it's the matter of heart, if you 

couldn't read through 

the eyes, the 

implicit 

emotion remains half bloomed, the

wet dreams often emerges on 

the edge of misty river in 

the winter morning,

on the residue

of  surface,

floats

some fragrance unexplored - - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  art by nandini karunamuni - India   

THE MOONLIT ARRIVAL - -

As in an outlying, desolate cloister, the
obscurity suddenly wakes up with
the dim light of the earthen lamp,
something like that
life becomes
active
whenever I waited for you, the reticular
the soffit of the medieval era and throb  
graph somewhere feels
the fragrance of
wild bloom,
the
the saffrony western sky fills the passion
of bizarre perception, from the
a lattice of feeling drips
drop by dropping the
affectionate
touch
of your love, on that moment, life -
doesn't desire anything
except your
arrival,
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

THE ACCOUNTABILITY - -

don't ask the color of inner eyeglass, 

it changes with coordination of 

weather, in the same way 

I've seen the aspect 

of your love, 

ever too 

close 

sometimes beyond the reach in -

the game of light and shade

often emotion became 

misled, doesn't 

find out the

realism,

life wanders in the curved stairs !

albeit the destination exists

before the eye but mind

moves in the path 

of mirage, the

drop of 

peace goes dried up, the unknown 

combustion smolders day 

and night with unseen

flame, innocent

heart gets 

the 

pain unexpected, self determination 

when get lost - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
freedom 

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