DREAMY THIRST - -

do not call me, from the mystic darkness,

in this loneliness night, let me to live 

beneath shadow of your love, 

do not blow out the 

emotional 

chandeliers ! let me remain, in the same

way, in the grip of your passionate 

affinity, you're mine or not,

that's a different 

matter - -

in this moment, let me remain in mist of - - 

beautiful deception, do not remind,

what's lost, and what's my 

destiny, a realization

which can give

a breather

for - - 

some pleasure moment, do not snatch - - 

dream of your love, from my 

weary eyes - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Ivan-Aivazovsky

COLORED RIDDANCE - -

across the transparent surface, appears 

the world of illusion, sometimes

very close on the touching

distance, sometimes

optical fraud !

being nearer but looks centuries gap, the

breathing comes back after impinging

the upper layers, an invisible 

breakage without any

sound existed

on that - -

impetus moment, your body, remains - - - - 

wrapped in the chest; but the soul

looks for someone else, on

those moment of 

double life,

the consciousness doesn't find out solution 

of confused molest passion, love 

suddenly becomes the -

matter of margin,

without - - 

underline, waits for colored simulation for -

riddance from body as well as 

from emotion - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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you're inherent within me - -

you're inherent within me, but still 

hesitate to dissolve my 

persona in your 

soul, this 

distance creates an impulsive - -

cataclysm, from breath to 

breath, passionate

dealings of 

lips - - 

from touch to brainstorm charge !

an amazing cognition which

makes the foraminulum

in form of half -

asleep 

volcano, eruption of erotomania,

unknown hangover brings

me towards the cipher

of a different 

cosmos !

that's the love or deranged desire,

I do not know, I'm just flowing

in reverse flow of 

time - - 

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

 Coral-creeper

YOU COULDN'T SLEEP A WHILE - -

that pain, which woke up from the depths 

of the heart, emerged in the last 

o'clock of night somewhere

under your trembling

eyelids, that 

was my 

love, even willingly, you couldn't forget me,

entire night, you've looked me in 

the mirror of conscience !

in the environs, the 

dripping dew

droplets, 

created new definitions on the delicate - - 

petals, drop - drop passionate 

moment, perhaps, written

some beautiful verse 

of our affection,

I know - -

you couldn't sleep a moment, just waited 

for a mystical soft sunshine - - 

* * 

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

raindrops

THE BLOOMING ATTITUDE - -

nothing regret, it's happened in the 

life often, indeed the hills looks

more charming from the 

distance, but that's

not the reality, 

without 

experience everything remains in -

the cloud of dream ! again 

heart wants to say -

that your love,

do not let

me to 

depressed in any case, though life

faced lot of negative twist !

sometimes my stars 

existed on the 

crown - 

sometimes destiny hadn't option - - 

but any way emotion never 

faded, they borrowed

the blooming 

attitude

from the generous beautiful flowers,

* * 

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

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MIDNIGHT SPROUTS - -

in fidelity even stone becomes deity,

why not then, this living physical 

circle ! your craving has 

Saturn anulus, 

moves 

with hundreds storm, my virility has

creative elements overmuch,

a condensate rain !

impatient to 

disperse,

just wait for the marvel of midnight !

whenever the earth's chest 

become combustible,

the sky melts its 

masculinity

with -

strange cloud burst, and from that - - 

universal dissolution or the 

extreme love, the

forthwith -

creation would bloomed with many -

sprouts - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by robin swaby 

REBIRTH OF CONSCIOUSNESS - -

search of that glaucous beauty brings

persona in depth of your cryptic

emotion, in that oceanic

vision inhabited

the strange

desire !

an hydrous thirst of abyssal depth of -

marine, salvation from fathomless

salinity ! whenever body -

becomes quiescent, 

aspiration, do 

not find  

the new definition, on those jaded - - - 

moments life wanders behind

the soul, the somatic 

attachment 

looses

the impaction, the dreamy touch slips

in scrappy way from the muscles,

from the beautiful bulges,

from the mysterious

cavities of 

body !

numerous new craters are born with - - 

quandary of sinister volcano !

the soul moves from 

one cave to 

other -

in search of ultimate peace, a release

from the wet elusive world !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Shelly Penko

AN INVISIBLE SHORE - -

the cause of gloominess, whatever be

but that's not vivacity to run away  

from life, between the 

rising higher 

tidal 

waves and your love, there's always - 

existed an invisible shore, the 

expectations never

drowning, the 

ray of

hope extends the hands with vernal - - 

possibility, every moments 

have a hidden miracle

who knows in 

next -

moment the time will re clement with 

unexpected achievement - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by paul keysar

SUBJUGATED PULSATION - -

an obsession, a nomadic attitude, careless

mood, forced me to love you, like a 

sand dune desires to embrace 

the cloudy sky ! whereas

that knows the 

reality 

of unquenchable spirit of barren desert land,

however there's no end of aspirations, 

some emerging dream or floss 

unknown are visible in 

your restless 

eyes, 

and that's reason life goes toward the - - - - 

domestication of wild emotion !

* * 

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

red emotion
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THE UNFINISHED HISTORY - -

some mirthless, little gloomy is the heart - 

tonight, do not know the reason !

the rain has too subsided, 

just after you left me

in mid street,

still your, 

scent of proximity smoldering in loneliness, 

again try to find an excuse, that we 

can meet desperately, just 

like unexpected rain

of late night !

feeling 

wasn't scattered completely, desires has - - 

extinguished before full ignition, the

condensed passion still waits

for sharp crest, to melt 

in volcanic flow !

come back

that life is unfinished history without you - - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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