THE EXCEPTIONAL MOMENT - -

anomalous moment sometimes leaves

some touching sensation, the life

remains laying on the wide

swath, however the 

persona tries 

till the 

last minute to get back the loth spring,-

often I think about the depth of 

your eyes, the mirage or 

labyrinth, do not 

know what's 

exactly

that, sentience returns after wondering

the rugged valley, deranged 

river, color shifting sky,

or the smolder 

sealine,

it's hard to understand what's hidden 

in your heart, and what's flowing

from light of your eyes, 

just life goes 

through 

the multi twist of your silky affection !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

June Dudley Fine Art Paintings 

IT'S UP TO YOU - -

now it's up to you, I've been

kept the emotional

cluster of love,

in your

threshold, adopt or discard,

the fragrant feelings,

that's your 

choice,

whats achieve of life, saying

isn't easy, but a long 

journey in a few

moment 

passed together you, was - - 

so valuable, it's true 

there's no limit

of desire,

but in your affection life gets 

beyond the votive, now

desire to touch 

moon and 

stars 

are meaningless, destiny has

its own priority, let it be, in 

your eyes contained

some mystic 

light 

the darkness of conscience 

gets liberation from the

illusive attachment,

life turns the 

path  

towards the refinement - - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
chinese flowers - - 

THE EXTINCT EDGES - -

today, I don't know why, life searches 

the extinct edges, some lost 

moment in the cavity 

of time, so 

called 

affinity remained in circle of doubt, the 

promise didn't reach to repletion,

though affection wasn't 

shallow, but loyalty 

didn't touch 

the real 

depth, indeed, somewhere the mirror 

couldn't get the image, or my 

inner eyes had betrayed 

to me, neither 

my persona 

is complete, nor your assay is the final, 

your imagination and my thinking,

it's not necessary would 

be uniform, 

everybody has its own authentic identity,

hence it's hard to say that in love, 

soul meets to soul, but 

somatic treaty 

and poetic 

theory, 

never reciprocal to each other, it remains 

on the skyline with different 

glamour - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
transparency - -

THE PROMISE - -

a promise to meet in evening, let it -

be concealed in your heart, 

just now the tender 

ray of dawn 

knocked

the 

door, the sun has to travel entire - - -

welkin, constant melting,  

remained on the 

mysterious 

blues,

yet life has to go across the process

of red gold, just now emotions

have touched the blooming

flower, the reality of 

defoliation isn't 

shown the 

eyes, 

please hold down the fascination in

your persona, after sun set 

it's needed to go 

through the 

dark

aspects of reality, just wait for - - - - 

plumbaginous evening - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

PAINTING BY PEDRO ALVAREZ

THE ASCENDING EMOTION - -

some dimensions are beginning

to change again, from the far,

the echo of spring is

floating on the

blooming

valley,

some definition of relationship -

few proximity, several

unquenchable

emotion,

a little

realization of freshness of your 

eye's shadow, creating 

again meaning in 

life, the left 

over 

the turning point of misty edge,

gradually losing the 

importance, 

in the

vision many innovative dreams

are restless to get the 

space, from 

here 

life goes across the land of new

possibilities, again heart

is in grip of some -

one, a fragile

feeling 

emerging from the conscience,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

ascending emotion - - 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

A PAUSED DROP - -

as a paused drop in your eyes,

a wet emotion in your deep

breath, as a delicate

trembling word

of a poetry,

my love

is existed in your personality! -

somewhere alike a sweet

pain, sometimes a

passionate

zymosis,

in your mysterious smile, some

semi-blossomed nocturnal

flowers often peek, life

gets an unknown

aroma

intermittent, often heart desires

to touch, the dream of

untouched land,

almost life

reaches

to the

world of replete divine beauty - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
wet feelings 

NOT EASY TO RELEASE - -

you'll not save yourself, emotion will 

pierce your inner world with 

abiding way, every

moment would

be the the 

night 

of judgement, amid the awakening 

and slumber, every direction

you'll be the reflection 

of multi broken 

mirror, 

willingly or in unwanted way you - - 

couldn't release me, from 

your persona, it's not

so simple, in 

desire 

to move away, you'll be return too -

close - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

artist Laura Milnor Iverson.jpg
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BEFORE THE STORM - -

weather reminded again, the lack

of your presence, the evening

becoming monotonous,

the shadow of

clouds,

the darkness of loneliness, all ---

together proceeding

towards the

conscience,

then,

the memories flashing thunderbolts,

again, unknown color of storm

emerging in the horizon,

the fatal night is

waiting on

threshold,

the

innocent life and herd of terror! ---

reaching to the shore,

depends now

on the

will

of destiny! for god's sake, do not

try the culmination of

sobriety - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by-Christin Helen Auth

THE UNDEFINED SENSATION - -

neither close not too far, that feeling

like a wandering star of twilight,

emerges just after the

sun set, on those

moment

the

sky of life fills a shimmering dream,

when sailor's poignant tune

invites the evening

rain, from far

away,

you unexpectedly come near to the

heart, an amazing cognition

of passionate wind -

touches the

soul

and mind, I do not know, often what's 

happened on those moments,

towards an unknown

destination life

moves with

unique

fluency, the entire universe looks - - 

as the scattered hydrous - - 

pearls - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

scattered emotion - - 

THE ORDEAL - -

the beano of life, and disport of wild 

stream, never stops, it's natural 

ebullition, nobody could 

be loyal through 

out the ages, 

infinite

love or be promise everlasting, it's -

only a dreamy hypnosis, flowing

from height to downward 

is sign of affection,

it's not easy 

to change

the 

stance of time, everything changes - 

moment by moment, hence 

do not remind me, that

your love is the 

paramount,

in the 

exhibition of physical universe, it's -

hard to choose the authentic

object, sometimes the 

imitation looks 

more 

beautiful than the real lucid metal - - -

may be truth is always bitter 

but doesn't mark the 

serious wound !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

painting by DORIS JOA 1
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