emerges purity from the depth -
of slime, when all the limit
crosses the tyranny,
the life gets
back
the inner vigor, the sky is forced
to shed the tears, everything
has it's own day, nobody
has the birth rights,
for ruling on
the -
hearts without consent, disdain
never stops the revolt of
conscience, the
storm which
rises
from the dust of earth, doesn't -
care the pride of high
garret, do not
play with
the
paused holocaust, it never waits
for date, month
or moment !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging lotus
emerges from thorns, the shine
of moist eye, the blooming
emotion of burning
chest, it's hard
to define
the
agony of conscience, do not - -
play with fire annulus, it
leaves the deep
adust cavity
in the
inner heart, throughout the ages,
a silent pain existed, that's
love beyond all odds,
then too hard
to live
and, it's not so easy to die, life -
life fluctuates in a vacuum
with strange feeling !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
purple beauty
some half - bloomed passion,
some partially emerging
moon or the aglow
face, hard to
say - -
where's the reality and where's
the dream, your love has
multi angle beauty,
I often forget,
the path,
which
goes toward my address, few
colored glass drops or
dripping aqueous
moment, do
not know,
what's
hidden in your heart, emotion
becoming alike restless
summer evening,
waits for
rain
uncalled, a strange aroma is
scattering in environs - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Raoul Maucherat De Longpre - Lilacs and Leaves
the reflection of thirst will never allow
you for the deep slumber, the
night will swindle with
elusive shadow,
when the
orangery will break in pieces, I'm - -
afraid, even willingly you can
not weep, do not draw
me in your world
of dream,
let me to exist on the barren surface !
the limitless desires, as usual
sparkling in your eyes,
but I'm sorry to say
that, it's so
difficult
to follow your path, my destination or
destiny do not match with your
ambition, I want to live in
the crowd of lesser
known faces,
do not
make me the co traveler of mirage - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Darren Baker
across the gazebo, the paused
spring, innermost the heart,
silent melody, just
awaiting for
your
consent, on the broken window
glass, again someone has
written, some random
message of
love,
or poetry of hydrous eyes, don't
know why, nowadays, some
sweet twinge in the heart
emerging with new
definition, do
not know,
where
is the destination, whim of the -
mind is so restless - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
memory
the exaltation of season never stops,
autumn has its own compulsion,
after falling down all the
pale leaves, sprouts
of expectation
reappears
with
new potential, do not say good bye -
still you've to walk along with
me, still on the horizon
some sleepy
dreams
are
waiting for you, don't say that you've
been jaded, the journey of life
is so long, still beneath
the moonlight,
some
blooming vale is calling you, still you -
do not learn the unleashing
smile - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
floral abstract painting_ by dhukd
you're somewhere, tho' invisible,
in the endless journey of
life, I know, you're
existed, in
the
boundless sky, or in the crowd -
of dismals souls, that's an
entity or the evergreen
tree, which often
bends on
the
nomadic caravan of smoldering
desert, in that mysterious
shadow, life gets
back the
real
meaning of self-depth, whole - -
the glory - splendor, entire
ego and pride, the
man made
ethics,
everything near or far, reality or
dream, love or hate, just
remains abandoned
on the surface
of earth
alike unclaimed, an inanimate - -
object !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
journey - - art by toni-grote
all disorganized moments of
life, again wants to go
in a sequence,
maybe,
your longing glance creates
an allegro aura in my
persona, long
before, I've
been
closed the rusted chapter of
past, again life desires
to write the poetry,
dipped in dew,
emotion
gradually becoming moonlit
chrysanthemum, that's
your silent love or
the unseen
aroma
of celestial soul, I do not - -
know, but the cavity of
pain recovering
in amazing
way !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
modern art
in your vision the realism, anything
could be, every person has
its own opinion, where
your earth ends,
it's not
necessary, that my world will also
end there, in your view the
definition of pleasure
may be somatic,
or matter
of grandeur, but in my out look it's
ambient, a subject of deep
attainment, an affinity
which goes into
the land of
soul !
in your passion, the feeling of love,
any thing could be, but for me,
it's a matter of birth -
rebirth, the
beauty
of eternal truth, which remains - -
forever - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
reflection of beauty
some bright nights, some cloudy
days, an equation amid
them, often writes
soft emotion,
your love
has
some mysterious touch, when -
ever the heart is sad,
life gets unseen
coolness
with
dreamy shade, everything isn't
possible to get with the
perfection, a vacuum
existed always
some -
where, don't include me in your
priority list, more than needs,
anything spoils the
desire, the
thirst
becomes wildfire, moves in the
silvan randomly, do not
care on the way
green tree
or dry
leaves, swelter is certain, any -
thing excessive, makes
life miserable, just
keep some
space
for relax, who knows, breathing
will be possible or not,
do not scatter the
mist of affinity,
keep it
just in makeshift way, in first - -
ray of dawn everything
becomes clear,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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