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zainab art

CLOSER, BUT STRANGER TOO - -

mystery among two soul remains

underneath the dense miasma,

though a long amity under

the common roof

inhabited for

decades,

often

it’s happened, the somatic bonds

becomes the pseudo mask,

face reading is easier

than the depth

of heart,

the

entire life, sometimes passes to - -

recognize the nearest man,

indeed, it’s so hard to

know the genuine

affection, the

eye opens

only

when the fascination of affinity - - 

breaks in pieces, that’s life

repetition of compromise

even sometimes the

own shadow

asks the

proof of existence ! and often life

becomes speechless - -

 * * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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roses on window 

BLOOMING FACE - -

in the life, it’s not easy to make

everybody happy, for some

extent we can share

the smiles, just

a drop of

dew,

which makes the stale flower - -

little lively, though it’s

hard to change

withering

destiny,

but

a thin twig sometimes brings the

person from midstream to

the shoreline, maybe

in your life my

status has

not so

vital,

but you’ll not lose anything after

sharing the jovial face, that’s

the essence of life, what’s

meaning of the bliss,

if we can not

include

the

dejected emotion of other in our

beautiful life - -

 * *

      - SHANTANU SANYAL

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art by Lucinda Hayes

LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL - -

do not give up the hope, somewhere 
the fragrant destination is 
waiting for you, I'll
come back 
again, 
this isn't the last blooming season - - 
still, some dreams to be 
revealed, still life 
desires to 
love 
you, with new definitions, with refresh
emotion, do not twist the face,
the reflection of evening
waiting for a glance,
do not try to 
dunk 
the persona in the darkness, in your 
heart, still illuminating some 
flickers of expectation,
the edge of bliss 
isn't far away
just peep 
in - -
your conscience, life is so beautiful - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL   
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art by anik dubaere

WITH THE EMERGING BREATH - -

Some unsaid feelings remained
beneath the shadow of pain,
some unseen dreams
broken before
occupying
the
vision, however, life didn't give up
the expectation of blooming
morning, some drops
of gloomy eyes
fallen on
the
petals of the anonymous flower of –  
backwoods, the first ray of
the sun made the adoring
natural poetry, it’s
different matter
that very
few
soul understood them, in your
love, I've experienced the
real life, and touched
to the tip of inner
beauty, the
success
 or
failure is the phase of life, never
mind, at least I've tried to
know, the world
of veracity!
* *
 -       SHANTANU SANYAL
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Painting by Robert Foster

NOBODY KNOWS - -

that's, your own perceptions,
indeed, good or bad is 
the matter of inner
vision, every 
soul has 
it's 
own beauty, nobody in the -  
world is the complete 
human being,
some 
natural hidden sting remains
with every man, just a 
self revisal is 
needed 
in the 
life, neither I'm unblemished - 
nor you're crystal clear, 
a thin streak always 
existed amid
the light
and 
darkness, on that sky line, no 
one knows when and 
how the potential 
dawn will 
knock !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by kathy los tathburn
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OUT OF FRAME - -

in your outlook the definition - - 

of human being is based

on religious dogma,

some framed

belief,

where skeptic are considered - - 

the alien creature, that’s

reason you aren't

the real man

of god, just

for - -

your supremacy, creating all the -

prejudice environs, exploiting

the weaker people, for

self gain killing the

innocent, and

saying

that

you’re the only child of unseen –

power, but often you forget,

there’s a limit of injustice,

whenever it crosses

the boundary

of patience,

the time

itself

destroys all the man made shrine,

the evolution of humanity

never stops, from time

to time the crusader

challenge the

atrocity

and

so called real follower of self made

god, existed only in the ruins,

without any history !

the truth remains

everlasting

beneath

the

layers of decade, the humanity has

the quality of infinite gleam,

where all the philosophy

become just gloomy

dwarf creature, 

backbone -

less,  

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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fire blossoms 

THE EWER OF LOVE - -

ewer of emotion shouldn't be empty, -
every drop of love makes the 
life, a little long, that's 
the real meaning 
of existence,
sharing 
the 
pain of familiar or aliens, virtually - - - 
brings life toward the true 
divinity, where our 
conscience is 
exposed
with 
the absolute illumination of indelible - -
truth, and there all differences 
among us says good 
bye, in perpetuity
love remains
the real 
mass 
religion of hearts, those imaginary, - -
incomprehensible, man made
books gradually becomes
the extinct chapters,
who can read
the wet 
eyes, and feel the pain of others, in - - 
true sense that person is the 
follower of real cult of 
civilization - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by limingyao

WINNING OF HEARTS - -

realization which holds the sky,

a deep cognition forces the

conscience to walk on

the path of decency,

a self evolution

makes the

persona

in real

sense, absolute manliness, it’s –

easy to rule physically on the

weak mass, but winning

the hearts isn’t so

easy, even a life

is not enough

to get

genuine love from somebody, the

wrecked earthen vase, the

beauty of flowers, all

embraced by the

earth, slowly

they

extinct too, but trace of fragrant - -

soul remained as usual mystic !

everyone has looked for

that, but nobody

got the actual

address of

that

eternal scent stoma, shrouded in –

the mist of innocence emotion,

because we failed to read

the language of real

humanity, just

chased

behind the man made spiritual - - -

shadow, meaninglessly entire

life - -  

* * 

 - SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by paul dene marlor

DOWNSTREAM OF DREAM - -

at this point, you've been comprised 
in my exhausted breath, in this 
twist, you're unfolding some 
concealed moments,
of last night, 
again 
in your eyes, emerging slowly the - - 
sweet intoxication, life doesn't
want release from this 
curved path of 
your foggy 
love !
the earth and sky, in this moment - - 
looks jogtrot, where is the 
mysterious ocean of 
your indulgence,
in this 
environs, I'm losing entire cosmos !- -
now everything depends on 
you, wherever you want,
just bring me, the 
paddle is in 
your hand, 
the downstream of dream is ahead,- -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by Karen O'Neill