SOMEONE DAY - -

be some difference, in life, the same
recap of day and night, the 
same melodrama,
between the 
mirror 
and image, ever for a moment, if we
can get out from the routine 
boredom, sometimes 
if you can peep 
into the 
depth of my eyes, that still stagnated 
cyclone is waiting for your 
aggravation, so far 
in my heart,
waves
of passionate desires, yet wants to -
touch the stones of edge, 
sometimes you, just 
try to get 
wet !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Tony Johnson 

RETHINK ONCE MORE - -

in this way, don't love me, that,

the mind doesn't remember 

anything, except your 

image ! my 

existence isn't mine, I'm just a 

testament to others, in 

smoldering words,

the story of 

life is -

written, I haven't verdant alley, -

do not follow me, except 

an emptiness, you'll

not get anything,

the eroded 

bank,

thorny shrub, lost sidewalks, an

anonymity's wayfaring, how,

in what way, I shall 

give you the 

world 

of dreams, it's very difficult to - -

face the reality of darkness,

still, the street is clear,

visible, rethink 

once more,

dear - -

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by Martin Girolami 

THE EXCUSE TO LIVE - -

in the mist of your affection, where's the 

blind valley, where's the concealed

flowery path, often I think, on 

that hydrous moment,

life hasn't the 

option,

to explore the address of inner peace !

sometimes, your love brings on 

the rain shadow, sometimes

life searches, a inn in 

your thoraces,

unrest 

emotions become vulnerable, wander

entire day and night, such as a

peace of detached cloud,

loses, its desire to 

pour till the 

last 

drop, in the dawn sky looks crystal - - 

clear, some mark or scuff 

remains on the chest,

hard to say that 

how much 

you've

loved me, how much was exhibition !

the innocent heart again 

searches the excuse

to live - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

painting by Paul Messely

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

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