THE UNKNOWN OBSTINACY - -

do not know, what's the secret of 

that passionate insist, the 

swear breaks itself,

life lifts the 

risk 

every time, someone soaks the -

impulsive drops of emotion,

every time the heart 

goes through 

the path 

of 

burning cholet, this ignition hasn't

the  stasis, across the life, 

it don't let release,

the invisible

leash 

or 

an attachment loop doesn't make 

the persona to breath, it 

brings towards the

eternal love,

beyond

the 

somatic planet, in the celestial - - 

world of replete beauty !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/2013/02/blog-post_24.html

painting by christopher clark 

UNTIL THE MORNING - -

the endless desire of light, and 

delicate pale night, the 

absorption has 

its own 

condition, body, mind, micro -

cell, even it wants to 

go through 

across

the 

mysterious world of soul, how 

to explain, everything you 

can't get in a life -

span, many 

things 

remains incomplete, the myth

of rebirth do not break,

until morning, do 

not blow 

out 

the thrilled lamp of passion - - 

* * 

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

Painting by Randall Easterling 

IN THE MIDNIGHT - -

the dealer of dreams, a stranger in 

the midnight gave away some 

unobtainable feelings,

some drops of 

blue light

on my 

blank palms, an expectation of - -

beautiful adoring dawn, 

surreal or assumed,

whatever is 

that 

never mind, but life has received -

the reason in someone's

love, and that feeling

has the power 

to win the 

world, 

without any pyrotechnic devices !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by Niimi S

PEACOCK WINGED DREAMS - -

anything could be, behind those

strange fragrance of dove

eyes, the complete

reflection of 

life 

appeared for a moment, the - - 

flight of unclouded sky,

unknown bliss,

liberation

from 

invisible bondage, wavy in the - 

wind a runaway kite or 

floating the wild 

cotton !

anything could be, sometimes 

untitled story creates 

suspense, while

after reading

the whole,

mind 

laughs on self puerility, indeed

irrepressible desire to 

live, someone 

searches

the 

meeting point of dream and - 

reality in the depth of 

beloved eye !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

peacock winged dream 

SOMETIMES IT'S HAPPENED - -

wasn't so difficult, to meet again,

heard that in love, even lives,

destroyed by people,

it's different

matter,

those rare souls haven't the - - - 

existence, but sometimes

they are emerging !

the star-shaped,

in the middle 

of cloudy 

sky,

myth or reality, whatever is that

perception, sometimes the 

dream becomes, a 

beautiful cause

of survival, 

and 

the life gets the cognition of - - 

puffy rain, twilight soaks

the fragrant feeling

of wet soil, 

all at 

once, night looks amazing - - - - 

seductive - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by artist Nancy Medina 

BY MISTAKE - -

Sometimes go through, if

possible,

the desolate life waits for you, 

somewhere in the 

shadow of 

galaxy, 

an extensive darkness and miles -

long solitude, by mistake or 

willingly, ever for a 

moment, try to

become 

the dewdrops, for a long time, life

glows, hiding the enigmatic 

ignition, for someday 

look me in way 

of melted

clouds,

still few seeds of dry dreams are -

surviving underneath the 

delicate emotion - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

BY MISTAKE - -

sometimes go through, if possible,

the desolate life waits for you, 

somewhere in the 

shadow of 

galaxy, 

an extensive darkness and miles -

long solitude, by mistake or 

willingly, ever for a 

moment, try to

become 

the dewdrops, for a long time, life

glows, hiding the enigmatic 

ignition, for someday 

look me in way 

of melted

clouds,

still few seeds of dry dreams are -

surviving underneath the 

delicate emotion - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by TONY GORTE 2

THE CONTINUOUS ROTATION - -

depth of chalice, I do not know exactly,

just remember that it crossed 

the liver, elixir or poison;

whatever was 

that,

I've consumed, where was the time to 

think a moment, those mysterious 

eyes hadn't the exit, so 

infinite deviation,

across the 

ages, 

intense passion, unbounded thirst - - 

even lost the self introduction,

is it love or mirage, 

who knows,

in this

moment, the persona isn't lesser than 

a teetotum of unseen hands, 

sustained rotation, on 

the palm of 

destiny !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

empty chalice - - no idea about artist 

oil painting by Marlene

THE ULTIMATE AMBITION - -

the custom of world is in its place,

it's not necessary to change

the persona according

the season, so

I've left

the path of wildly crowd, a search

which can give me the

essence of life,

the self-

satiation, I know on that turning -

point exists thorny shrubs,

elegiac lament,

profound

pain,

far reaching groan, infinite disinte-

gration, the thousands

questionnaire,

and

alone heart, love or worship, a -

passion constant, expressing

isn't so easy, a delirium

or a re-ignition,

whatever

is

that feeling, the life deliberately -

wants to destroy itself,

with boundless

longing in

the

heart, one day the destination will

ask the ultimate ambition

of soul - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by - Hans Paus - Evening Sky I