FROM SILVAN PATH - -

a velvety feel, let it alive in the 
innermost, the path of 
life goes through 
the rugged
terrain, 
at least let me to lost in the -
reverie of darkness !
still in my chest,
some print
of lips 
is existed, still, I haven't got  
back the sentience, the
affection or love,
whatever is 
in your
heart, I haven't idea yet, but -
somewhere, you're still
involved in my deep 
subconscious -
mind alike
the rare fragrance of silvan  - -

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
painting by artist Parastoo Ganjei

BODY AND SOUL - -

do not break the promise, it's 
a question of demise and 
life, the delicate breath 
has an unlimited 
aspire, on 
that 
endless path, your love is the 
only one destination, no 
other option, It's true,
that, this life isn't
substantial
for love, 
nevertheless, who knows the
secret of rebirth, in this 
priceless moment,
life needs 
you - -
with completeness, aromatic
realization says, you've 
been dissolved in
body and 
soul, 
it's not so easy to separate, 
your persona from me,
that's matter of 
flower and 
scent !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
evening passion

PROBABLY, WE EVER MEET AGAIN - -

do not wait for me, just change your 
mind, nobody remains in life 
forever, do not flow on 
the emotion, just 
hold the edge
before 
your eye, do not love me beyond the
belief, keep some space in your
heart for a substitute, that's
enough, we walked 
together for 
some 
extent, the endless accompaniment -
is the matter of poetry, do not 
dunk yourself in the pages 
of silky dream, it will 
be miserable,
just take 
easy, 
that's a coincidence, we met in the - - 
journey of life, no more than that, 
the transient intersection !
I'm sorry, just keep 
in your heart 
the - -
broken promise, probably ever meet 
again - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by McCaughey

THE INTIMATE FACES - -

I know the actuality of intimate faces, 
something else in the heart 
and something in the
mouth ! do not 
show me 
the 
reflection of sky into the chest of lake,
the deception of eye, sometimes 
makes the life, not only 
miserable, rather
paralyzes
the 
emotion too, that person who has - - - 
pledged to protect me in the
cyclonic edge, same 
person has 
changed
the 
stance, when my stars sank in the mist,
it's too hard to recognize the 
difference amid the 
face and the 
facade !
life 
has its own compulsions, however, the 
faith is unleashing spirit, even 
searching gods in the 
stones - -
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
   
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Magenta Bougainvillea by Sherry Roper

THE THIRST OF AGES - -

thirst of ages, the romantic moment
of velvety evening, again you're
in front of me, some wet 
emotion or in the
tip of brush,
few 
drop of color is restless to scatter !
again bond of fingers, your 
shadow, falling on my 
persona, once 
again 
the 
unexpected closeness creating - - 
some rarebit fascination !
do not know where 
is my existence 
in this 
moment, I'm losing the earth, just -
floating on the flow of impulse,
somewhere in the sky,
or somewhere 
in the 
drenched emotion, I've been lost in 
the depth of your eyes !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by VIKTORIA PRISHEDKO

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art LELA CREATIONS STUDIO
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THE REAL MEANING - -

night has its own fascination,

creates in the body and

soul, strange effect

of possessiveness,

moment of

privacy

gives the birth of new designs,

your love somewhere fills

the emptiness, with

new sketches,

gradually

the

dense proximity, decorate the

emotion with passionate

colors, in midnight,

the equations

of breath

crosses

the extreme point, condensed - -

clouds slowly starts melting,

on the pinnacle of blue

mountain, on the

chest emerges

the drop

by drop the dew or fusion of love

and ecstasy, or may be drop

let of sweat, in sapphire

darkness life gets

back the real

meaning of

survival,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
red roses

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

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

   http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Lucinda Hayes