after dissolving my persona in
your love, I'm failed to
recognize my
image
in
the life size mirror, felt very - -
strange, it's amazing
metamorphosis
of my body
and
soul, or only a fen-fire of eyes,
slowly, I'm losing, entire
complexion, feeling,
sensation, do
not know
how
you've been occupied my life,
without your breath I'm
exhausted, without
your smile I'm
just a
lifeless clay idol, insensitive !
a sort of new creature,
shadowless - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by fleur deakin
out of shadows, sometimes feel me
in your real soul, in the depth of
innermost, do not hide
the impulsion,
in your
exhalation, somewhere my love is -
flurried, alike the sealed phial
of celestial scent, feel
me, sometimes
in your
chest with volcanic instability, I'm -
there, I was forever in your
heart, with fragile
heart beats,
beneath
your wink, somewhere my breaths
are existed, feel me in your
dormancy, touch me
in your dreamy
vigil, I'm
contained in your sensation, I was
always involved in your emotion,
it's different matter, that
you haven't idea
yet - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Artist Susan Bennerstrom
a grand flow, often I've seen your
mysterious eyes, a cosmos
of sapphire beauty
allured my
life,
often, I loved you beyond all the -
boundaries, a process of
renaiscence, vibrant
light of your
pure
heart, shown me the path of self -
discovery, in the cimmerian
of pain and sorrow, I
just inclined the
face, on
your
chest, to get a miraculous touch,
in your love I've crossed
the bottomless
ocean
of emotions, I do not know the -
real acquirement in life,
but your selfless
affection
made
me complete man with straight - -
backbone, which can
stand with dignity,
which can
fight
against the inveracity, which can -
challenge against the
injustice - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
toward the illumination
I've tried again tonight, to decorate
the desolate heart, again I'm
sitting alone, near the
broken glass -
window,
on
the river edge, perhaps, returned -
back, all the ferry boats, the
clamor of birds toward
the silence, the
old banyan
tree
looks just haunted, tho' it has been
given shelter to everyone,
indeed, the wrinkles
of face, and
infidelity
of
mirror, do not know which one is - -
correct, the truth is that, you'll
not look me back, and
false isn't that I've
not waited
for
you, you've many compulsion, but -
I didn't get single excuse, just
accepted your decision,
defeat or victory
in life, in
this
moment, analyzing is meaningless,
again, I've been adopted the
eclipsed love or just
ingested the
slow
poison, really I do not know about -
that, just as usual I'm waiting
for you - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Elvin Aytaç
do not think I'm depressed, I love
darkness, it doesn't prick,
as a familiar faces
of bright light,
it doesn't
pierce
with mock sympathy, I love night,
do not think, that I'm a man
of amorous ardor,
night helps
me to
recognize the difference between
artificial and natural aroma,
that's your love or lust,
whatever, it doesn't
hurt the friable
emotion,
don't
think, that I'm a self oriented man -
indeed, darkness has its
own glamour, reveals
concealed reality,
brings in front
of mirror !
it forces me to look my bareness
in light of conscience - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
beauty in darkness
the pain of break up was in its
place, a little sadness, but
that wasn't the last
creation, life
learns
in every step, nobody dies for -
another, simply the story
based on the some
fictitious role
of pseudo
faces,
analogies of love poetry or the
medium of emotional black
mailing, indeed every
person has the
hidden
fangs, and that emerges with -
unexpected eruption, do
not say, you aren't
that sort of
person,
who knows, what's concealed
in your mind, it's not
necessary that
you'll look
with
my vision, several times, the -
title doesn't match with
reality of tale, just
a tempt item,
a trap to
catch
the attention of readers, only
jack-o'-lantern - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by don gray
I'm just flowing, do not know, where
is my destination, near the sky
line, in the edge of galaxy,
or in the cipher of
cosmos,
or in
the strange remote, in the heart of - -
isolated, monk's world, do not
know, where's the
last o'clock
of - -
mysterious night, the magical path - -
of your affection or a savory
killing seduction, I do
not know, where
is the scent
corpus,
just
every thing rotating in merry go - -
round of your passionate
eye - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by teresa
whatever be compulsion, just forget
all in this moment, with great
difficulty, I've kindled
the heart, so
you can
feel
the freshness, cold dormancy isn't -
the life, keep some emotion
just lucent, up and
down are the
part of -
life,
nevertheless, we've to search till the
last breath, the source of pure
smile, indeed, the real
essence of life
is hidden
in the
beauty of heart, outer appearance - -
is just the deception of eyes,
a transient pleasure
nothing more
than that,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
morning beauty
Indeed, that you were not, perhaps
some other was that person,
who joggled my inner -
most, since
then I'm
searching my own missing shadow -
which is lost in your love, indeed,
you aren't that person, who
defined the meaning
of existence,
since
then, I'm trying to identify my image
in the mirror of honesty, once
someone told me that
money isn't every
thing in life,
since
then, I'm looking a heaven without -
dream, indeed, you aren't
that particular person,
who has left me
in the mid
stream,
after showing the elusive shore's - -
address, it's very easy to say,
but conversion in reality
isn't so simple,
aware of
this,
I've chosen the simple path of life - -
which goes through your
mysterious eye !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by easl reinink
looked out of the fog, the life - -
again reappeared with
full of freshness, a
resonance, or
a titillation,
do not
know, what was that, someone
was hidden within me, or
entire night the silky
quilt's flowers
became
alive with passionate fragrant -
reflection smiles in the
mirror, while nobody
is existed in the
behind of
me - -
a strange cognition chases my -
persona, while I've chased
all the time behind
your love or
just I'm
a victim of misbelief, whatever -
is that fascination but it
changes the life !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
in the mist
