THE ANGELIC FRAME - -

in this dewy moment, I've been lost

the pride, ego, wilderness, now 

life tries to accept the truth,

because you've been 

the mirror of love, 

in this silken

darkness,

my 

existence nothing than a soaked - 

clay of first rain, it's eager

to get, touch of your 

blessed finger,

persona 

wants

to 

mold the emotion into the angelic 

frame - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

   http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by ROGER JOHNSON.jpg

NO EXIT POINT - -

where so easy, to liberate himself 

from the shackle of emotional 

bond, an invisible liana 

encircles the body

and mind, 

despite wishing, it's hard to go - 

some distance, your love 

has an effect fatal 

that too hard 

to live,

too tough to die, drags the life -

repeatedly towards the 

passionate world, 

in your eyes !

there's

a colony of fireflies, or the ring

of fragrance contained 

ebriety unknown,

in desire of 

emerge

life 

goes deeper and deeper - - 

in unending way !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 

 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Artist Mona Dass

A GLIMPSE OF LIFE - -

the feeling that you're still involved in 

my existence, do not let me to 

loyal anyone else, an 

acquainted body 

odor makes 

the 

persona, as a precious frippery, no

body accepts by heart, alike

a forgotten art gallery, 

the life searches 

connoisseur - 

eyes !

poignant emotions are lay down in

the dark corner of shimmering 

glass palace, waiting 

for a glimpse of

your infinite

love,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by Lynda Robinson

THE ENIGMATIC STORM - -

an oceanic storm or an emotional stir, 

emerged last night ! the intensive 

darkness, and searching 

addled eyes, your 

love became 

extinct 

edge of morning, entire night the soul

wandered from wavy surface to 

shrinking sky, but didn't

get your enigmatic

address of 

heart,

the floating nomadic clouds, perhaps 

changed the path of migratory 

birds, or they confused

reaching on the 

horizon, 

somewhere maybe influenced by your

everlasting promise, persona 

wasn't more than an 

empty shell of 

oyster,

laying neglected on the muddy shore !

waiting for astray tidal waves,

whole night the life just 

looked meaning -

less without 

you - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by ROGER BUDNEY

THE IMPOSSIBLE RELEASE - -

some inner pain, let be remained in 

my chest, do not spilled down 

some delicate droplet,

let be existed into

the eyes, the

trust of 

weather is nothing, when it will turn -

around situation, who knows,

just, leave some ray of 

your love, it's hard

to predict the 

mood of 

storm,

unexpected dark, maybe waiting in

the corner of somewhere, it's 

erotomania or something 

else, I do not know, 

but a dim flame

burns into 

the 

persona, every moment, in every - - 

breath, undefined possession

doesn't permit to release

you from my life - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

night bloom 2

THE LIVE MIRAGE - -

across the curtain uncountable, I can 

recognize you, it's difficult to 

hide the face, which is 

embedded into 

inner depth, 

that 

diversion has its own importance, - - 

where once we met, that's may 

be coincidence, but that 

event made in the 

life, some

change 

on phenomenal way, the exceptional 

rainy night, soaked not only the 

external world, it slathered 

entire persona, the 

spirit became 

the victim

of a 

live mirage, since then the restless - - 

roc, moves behind your love !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by DAVE GOLDMAN 

THE DARK VISION - -

in the dense darkness the self - hood 

becomes apparent, the unruled

desires break all the so -

called camouflage 

attitude, the 

aspire 

to live a prolong life then turns in form

of intoxicated soul, the fascination 

of your love, forces to adopt 

the path indulgence, 

intentionally the

mind goes

in the

path of burning ember, nonchalantly - 

carelessly, in your conjuration !

life gets the massive 

satiety, on those 

climax 

point, external organ sheds layers - - 

of affability, doesn't justify 

the false character 

on those 

moment of eternal truth, actually, on 

that period, body becomes 

the passionate mirror,

for each other 

just crystal 

clear !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art of Zao Chuan 

THE BLOOMING TENURE - -

do not be far away, with demure sense,

here life desires to reach the 

acme of inner beauty,

here emotion 

demands

the 

blooming tenure, endless possession - 

every breath sick somewhat, in 

each vision waves some

dreams unexplored,

every heart 

wants 

an inn for restless pulsation, here life -

waits for your silent, professed 

love, here conscience 

opens the closed

whorl of 

tender emotion, persona assimilates

your domination into the body 

and soul, later scent 

cells unfold the 

secret 

cavity of extra ordinary fragrance - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

no idea sbout artist.jpg

JUST BEFORE DAWN - -

touching to a flyer dream or melting sky !

your proximity brings me in the 

world of tipsiness, it's 

surreal land of 

galaxy or 

life

becomes maverick kite, bounce around 

the passive thunderbolts, in your 

oceanic love, life desires 

multiple submerge, 

who cares  

about

the 

shift away, edge of the world, some ray -

of moonlight still reveals in your 

trembling lips, the moon 

appears whether 

or not, it's

the

meaningless hypothesis, in your soulful 

eyes, exists eternal principles, 

even subtle particle looks

the divine universe !

evanescent life

becomes

the 

infinite, replete, effulgent light with multi 

flame - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

dark clouds 2

RESTLESS WINGS - -

these impulsive moment, then ever we'll

get or not, who knows, again the 

heart will bloom or not, then

why too much thinking,

just absorb the 

fragrant 

love

inner the persona, let the release caged 

emotion, for a while nothing is 

wrong to become the 

tameless soul,

life calls 

from 

the backwoods flowers, let span the - -

wings restless, the unclouded 

sky is waiting eagerly 

your binding free

flight - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
wet emotion - - no idea about painter