THE PERFECT UNION - -

such a beautiful evening, do not be 

moony, let exposed the yearn 

of heart, give a rise to 

feelings, life wants

a chance to

bloom, 

the nocturnal blossoms in the alley

of emotion, emerging with 

the new aromatic 

definition, 

so far

love doesn't touch the passionate 

level, still, dreams of hydrous

eyes are  green horn, 

do not create an

unseen 

space amid us, tonight is the night

of perfect union of body and

soul - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

warm-sunset - unknown painter

THE DIRECTION LESS MOVE - -

night has been deepened, now 

no more chance to save 

the persona, from 

the influence

of the

amethystine darkness, as the -

melting vapors on the 

glassy window 

panes,

the passion smoldering slowly,

perhaps in a few moments

it would be the shape 

of wild fire, the 

qualmish 

woodland and the hue of black 

buck amid them, indeed

somewhere is 

hidden 

our deranged love, god knows!

what's concealed in the 

matrix of wavy 

insanity !

we're just going to move in the

directionless carousel - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Jean Vadal Smith’s  oil painting..jpg 1

  

THE LAST O'CLOCK OF NIGHT - -

for a long time stayed the evening 

with filled fascination, I've

waited for you, till the 

last o'clock of

night on 

the bank of stable river, gazing - -

the celestial bloom of space,

I've been looking for 

a glance of you,

in emerging

bluish 

light of magnificent sky, the entire

night, the soul wandered 

to touch your heart,

to get the bless

for rebirth

from 

your, talismanic, profound eyes - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Tulips and a Stained Glass Window by ann mortime.jpg

KOHL EYES OF SOMEBODY - -

several times it's happened too, 

that, to be very close the 

edge and hands 

misses the 

rudder !

the stream of time carries away

the life, toward the unknown

destination, then we've

no other option, 

except to 

look 

silently, the sliding back coast - -

beautiful blooming trees,

the shrine stairs,

captivating 

silky 

darkness, kohl's eyes of some -

body, tries to prevent the 

voyage of life further,

but the anchor 

remains

in the hands of invisible destiny !

* * 

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

paintings by Maitreyii 

THE INNOVATIVE BEGINNING - -

they often ask me the cause of failure,

though in my view I'm still fighting

against the adverse stream,

that's their own assay,

expectation to 

reach on 

the 

destination isn't over, may be they look

only the short break, and thought

the defeat, that's the only 

one side of coin,

indeed from

here 

the life reconstituted to keep continue

the journey, not meant to shine 

as lightning, the rain will 

be strenuous ! still

in the winds 

floating

the 

feeling of your everlasting love, the - -

boat of emotion doesn't

care the collision

of eroded 

edge,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
alone sailor - unknown painter 

I AM STILL IN YOUR SPIRIT - -

do you still love me, in the same way,

or diluted the passion under 

shadow of changing

weather, often

life thinks

about

that, though I know, in your breath -

the redolence feeling of my 

proximity, still existed,

as the moonlit -

passion

flower,

in the late night, wafts the pleasant 

fragrance, do you feel or not,

but it's sure, impatient

heart beats says,

unconsciously

you open

the 

glass window, looked at the clouds

and the sinking moon, and 

felt the olfaction of 

live poetry,

still

I believe, you didn't forget me, so 

far, I'm still in your spirit - - -

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

solitary - about painter no idea 

HALF OPEN PERFUME VIAL - -

that look which penetrates too far, inner 

the heart, do not glance me on 

that way, with great 

difficulty, the

heart has 

emerged recently, give me some time

to recover, only one recourse is

near you, that's a anchor 

or hypnosis - line,

I don't know,

but life

doesn't sink into the dark vortex of the - 

time, even in the autumnal state 

emotion gets the vernal 

touch, that's your 

the modest 

beauty 

or a smile longer than the life, not easy 

to say, something is concealed

in your love, that holds 

every moment 

of solitude,

as a half open perfume vial - - - - - - - - !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
kosmos glass by leonic 

THE BURNING DESIRE - -

where's the end of this desire, that 

you love me, more than any 

thing, even yourself,

it's a claim or the 

captivating

dream,

often thinks the pulsation of heart, - 

if it could be a feint, or made

of mind, however it's

beautiful to live 

the rest of 

life,

circuitous route starts from here, a 

blind canyon or the blooming

valley awaiting on that 

turning point, hard 

to say, the 

mist

of your love drags me, toward the - 

inadvertently destination - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Petra Ackermann

DREAMS NEVER DIE - -

I'm not going to quit, let, them to -

ruin me, I'm sure one day, 

I'll emerge from 

these stormy 

waves,

there's a path which goes through 

your eyes, still edges of bliss

are awaited in your 

conscience, 

so far,

on the ruins of ancient shrine, the

unseen earthen lamps aren't

extinguished - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Mike Klung Morning Luster I Painting

moonlit lake - artist Tony Gorte
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