IN SEARCH OF A DROP - -

I'm searching a drop of light, in 

the befall twilight, are you

hidden in  vibration

of unexpected

knocking,

beyond that transparent curtain,

existed the land of soft 

sun shine, entire 

life someone

waited 

to get a healing touch to unfold 

the tucked tender leaves 

of delicate emotion,

in your eyes 

beauty

may be somatic, but in my vision

the beauty of conscience 

is the unimpeachable - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

emotional creeper - no idea about creator

THE WONG ADDRESS - -

I knew, that you can't buoy the 

soul, it's floated away 

with the 

irrefragable speed, your love

remained as forlorn

obscure edge,

far- off !

innumerable vortex, below the

surface didn't stop the 

transit of that 

unseen 

traveler, quits the fascination

with complete tolerance ;

you've everything,

sweet memory,

body odor,

touch 

of affinity, limitless indulgence !

satiated expectations,

still, why you're 

gloomy, it's

matter

of self churning, if possible, re -

consider whom you loved

too much, yourself

or the invisible

passenger, 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

mysterious window 

THE EVERLASTING COMBUSTION - -

do not know, where's  going the moving 

sequence of blue twinkling light, 

a mystical darkness, too 

close you, in the far 

gliding away 

whole 

the 

world, except your vision, nothing is near,

nobody remained anamnestic, a 

strange intoxication, a rare

phenomenal  sensation,

musk odor floating

in the emotion,

or the life 

has 

accepted the combustion of everlasting -

incense, desire to touch the 

gorgeous, uncovered, 

blue sky - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Divine Union, painting by RASSOULI 

THE SOAKED MOMENT - -

 on a wet dusk, by mistake, ever we meet, 

eagerly with a lot of obsession, all the 

reflected moment, revealed from

the past skylight, uncovered

proximity smiled with

bizarre look, just 

a silence 

remained amid us, bated breath, the  - - 

trembling lips, can't say any thing,

you can't get any word, just

looked to each other,

when evening 

steeped,

when the night has emerged, we haven't

news, glowing swarm of passionate

moth was all over, above the 

damp city - - 

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

  art by  Denis Nolet  

THE LAST OCLOCK - -

THE LAST OCLOCK - -

an inclusive silence, in the far-flung,

on the skyline, some dense

clouds gathering with

nascent storm !

in the late

night,

most probably, desolate feeling will

get the freshness, it’s seemed

that someone touching

the perception with

a delicacy !

lost

dreams are reappearing on the glass

pane, few droplet or breathing

vapors, familiar somatic

odor trying to enter

into the depth

of ethics ,

the

conscience searching the path - - -

finder, desperately - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Maxfield Parrish

THE IGNEOUS OATH 

the emerging dreams of your love,

among the dense clouds,

life searches the 

unique 

meaning of survival, the replete

beauty of inner purity,

guileless affinity 

selfless 

agreement, a swear to live and 

die together, though 

that's not so 

practical,

but 

emotion doesn't care the realism !

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

romantic evening 2

THE REDOLENT MOMENTS - -

the lamps are again lit in waiting of

someone, the same beautiful  

evening, the romantic 

darkness,

rising from the body and mind, the 

fragrant desires, recalling

life to some pleasant

moment, 

some cool flames are eager for -

flare up ! many undefined

emotion, several 

dreams 

unseen, in sequence moving - - - 

toward the land of 

passionate 

firefly, 

life again waiting for somebody on

the edge of tidal waves - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL   

Romantic-evening 

SOMETHING AMID US - -

someone kept the flower, meekly,

on the edge of glass window, 

transparent emotion 

can't ceased,

it emerged, whenever pressed ! -

hiding is an art too, often 

unknowingly, the fickle 

eyes unfolded the 

secret of 

heart, the face is that unleashing 

mirror, says a lot without

single word, for a 

sensible 

man, doesn't need the analysis, - 

the grin had several fold,

a silent consent or 

lifetime trust !

every 

twist has the meaning numerous,

the matter is remained

only amid us - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist barbara fox 

THE MULTICOLORED REALIZATION !

those dreams have meaning, which 

together had been knitted, and

unfolded in the darkness,

those moments have

the immortality,

continuous

breath

alive, in those plosive, miraculous -

passion was hidden, touching

by lips, the words became 

everlasting soul, in

those eyes 

have

few drops of ambrosia, the divine 

nectar, in a glance the life

illuminated with the 

celestial light 

beam !

the proximity has the characteristic 

absorption, in a wink the 

masculinity melted 

in a beautiful 

dew drop,

the 

life has altered with multicolored - - 

reflection !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

artist ken bushe 

ACCOMPONY OF FEW MOMENT - -

it's not so away, the destination, if 

path is chosen by conscience,

though in your love, there

are uncountable 

pain and 

sorrow, but journey calls again - - 

and again, aspire to touch,

feel, assimilate into 

the inner flow,

not so

easy I know, but emotion doesn't

stay, to fill the celestial aura,

steps proceeds itself,

toward the new 

wakeful

enlightenment, a mission of all

wellness spirit, and that's

the ultimate truth of 

life, apart that 

everything

is the 

fib, an illusive accompany of few 

moment - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

dew drop