UNSOLVED EQUATION - -

some remained untold in the heart,
some expressions scattered
without moving lips,
few spill out 
from 
your hydrous eyes, those drops - 
were tear or fragrance of 
love, I often tried to 
analyse them,
in the
moment of loneliness, or in uproar
of unfamiliar crowd, I searched
those missing pearls of 
your eyes, in the 
scorching 
heat
of abandoned desert or on the - - 
frozen glacier, I've been 
roamed for knowing
the realism of 
your 
missing mystery of your heart, but 
still life says, you're vested 
in me invisibly, and 
dissolved with 
infinite
way, equation unsolved is existed 
amid us since creation - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings by Gayle Weyerbacher

SOMEWHERE IN CIPHER - -

in far-flung vale of wild bloom, 

perhaps raining, midnight 

wind has a typical 

feel of wet 

clays’ 

smell, sleepy vision chasing -

the unseen dream of 

strange planet, 

despite 

the 

fact that you’re very near to - 

my breath, however

perception

doesn't

get 

the substructure, it floats on 

the sky path, do not

know exactly 

what’s

in mind, some thirst or a - - -

mirage confusing the 

way of ethics, a

image 

snatches my persona from -

your delicate arms,

as well as I’m 

trying to

love you, you’re moreover - -

becoming mysterious 

aura of midnight, 

more fervent,

more 

alluring, and that defy makes

me an ignited soul - -

 * * 

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

mystic moon 1

DO NOT SAY " au revoir " - -

let dipped the sensation of heart
into the wet emotion, do not
say "au revoir " still the 
night is remained
a lot, I've not 
seen you 
yet, with the depth of heart, just - 
stay linked with infatuation,
the clouds of mist are 
passing above 
the dreamy
plaintiff,
don't
know the destination of insanity,
in your love life desires 
to scatter every 
moment,
each 
second, whatever be the forms
of consequence, I can't
stop loving you - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
transparent emotion

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

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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