THE INNER WEALTH - -

nothing I've, as usual, I'm incessant rain,
just impouring I know, in that empty 
world existed only beautiful 
emotion, love for all,
that's my mere
asset !
though I'm not wealthy in vision of this - -
material world, but your love is the
most treasured one, isn't it, 
and that's reason, a 
fear always 
remains
inner the heart that, a bit negligence can 
create the desolated life, even it's 
infinite truth that, nobody can 
stand by till the last 
destination, 
anyway
there's a lot of, in life except the labyrinth
of philosophy - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Marita Zacharias

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art by Donna Chalimonczyk

SOMEWHERE IN FAR AWAY - -

let's go somewhere, away from -
the crowd of familiar faces,
far away in unknown 
paths, where 
nobody 
can call us from the window of -
past, in a world where
moonlit flowers 
recites the 
song 
of ecstasy, where life is sweet - -
scented, in a new style,
let's go beneath 
the shadow
of milky -
way, beyond all the worldly - - - 
complication, a feeling 
which can liberate
our body and
soul 
from all elusive desires, let me - -
once again, lost in your 
eye's profundity !
which is 
more deeper then life, infinite !- - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Colorado Artist Martha

THE THIRSTY EVENING - -

everything goes missing with time,
face or name, moist eyes, 
trembling voice, long 
sigh, collapsing
smiles, 
unseen dreams, flying on cipher !
unexpected touching, the 
expression of heart 
without moving
the lips, 
everything goes missing beneath 
the shadow of past, literally
so many things aren't 
in our hands, the 
space amid
the lips
and goblet remains uncertain, the
invisible reflexion, always 
spill out some drops
of bliss, out of
perimeter,
the -
encircled life, just looks the game 
of destiny with surprise !
nevertheless, heart
searches some 
lost clue of 
love 
in the sediments of your dry eyes, 
perhaps, somewhere there's
hidden floss in your 
innermost - - 

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
PurpleTulips With Glasses

BEFORE TOUCHING - -

now darkness layers off, one by one, 
the leaves are falling, ruthless 
wind doesn't care the 
inner emotion, 
in his eyes
every 
thing is just grey, that's realism, do -
not repeat the pseudo dictum,
your love is just a matter 
of death and life,
I know, that's 
not true,
that's not possible too, tonight look 
me through the stark fact, just
close the book of  poem,
I'm ready to expose
my body and 
soul, now 
up to you, how can you'll explore my 
authentic format, without cover,
naked truth or extreme 
love, beautiful or
ill favored,
anyway
the 
smolder oath is before you, re - think 
for a while, then touch me - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Fish-Oil-Paintings

THAT'S ENOUGH - -

if everything demands perfection in life,
then happiness shrinks rapidly, do 
not try to rectify each corner, 
disorganized way of 
living has its 
own 
charm, sometimes the bleak vase - - -
appeals with a lot, the latent
artist wakes up in the 
inner world, the 
unlimited 
desire
and short life, waiting for extraordinary 
bliss ! just meaningless, your mute
love and my erotomania,
what's more is 
needed,
you believe or not, this random way of - 
living has a different flavor, neither
knock of past nor the echo 
of future, just in this
moment life
wants 
a smile in your solicitous face, don't try 
to repaint the emotional canvas,
again and again, multiple 
brush strokes will
damage the 
soul - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
robert-e-wood - bougainvillea-road-todos-santos

LOST IN THE MIST - -

again my feelings are awakened 
from sleep, again in your face,
some fickle dreams are 
emerging with new
inebriation, the
darkness, 
again 
preparing some cantrip, weaving
some charlatan web, wet 
sparklers are visible
on your eyelash,
once again
life 
wants to touch the unclouded sky,
what's lost, what's gain, in
your love I've been 
forgotten all 
the game
of -
number, just emotion is flowing - 
through the sequence of 
dew droplets - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Supmanee Arts

LET ME RELEASE - -

let me release from your wet emotion,
I've to go faraway, along with 
flying thin clouds, some
kindled path of 
unknown 
deserts, some desolate eyes, some 
ignited chest, the dilapidated 
dreams are waiting 
for me, do not 
try to hold
me in
your cage of palm, let me liberate - - 
from your indulgence, I'm tiny
firefly, want to go in the
dark grove of the 
unseen
dream, want to share the blue luster 
with nomadic waves, do not 
keep limited up to your
lap, my love is 
maverick,
just -
wants to include entire world with - - 
open arms - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
beauty of dalia

INNER TOUCH - -

something, velutinous cognition or 
melting drop by drop the 
delicate emotion,
some frozen
some 
dissolving, difficult to describe in
word, that's your love or a 
supernormal effect,
which carries
persona 
in the
world of infatuation, gradually the 
soul leaves all somatic 
sensation, goes 
toward the
aroma
of celestial beauty, in the limit of 
vision, except your image 
everything looks 
just smoky
space,
on those strange moments, life -
doesn't desire any thing,
in your proximity, the
entire universe
looks 
more gorgeous than so - called 
paradise - - 

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
winter-flowers-coralyn-klubnick-simone

THE INCLINATION - -

the effect of my inclination toward 
your exility, gradually created
many narratives through
the fragrant wind of 
pre - spring !
now 
it's hard to hide all the blooming - 
emotion, those all silent 
conversations have
scattered the 
tipsiness
in the
belvedere of body and soul, every
nook, corner now whispering
the saga of our love, 
every moment 
looks now
little 
mystic, every breath appears as
strayed wild redolence - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

scattered shadow
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