how's fear of thorns, when, the
entire life traveled in the
arid land, do not
show me
the
broken mirror, my reflection - -
has the straight vision,
sometimes the
lighthouse
too
misguides the real address of
shore, but flotation never
stops, approaching
storm even
couldn't
twist
the waves of mind, if there is
a determination in your
combative persona,
everything is
possible,
just
sailing should not stop - - - - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Jamie Williams Grossman
you've deceived me in dreams,
so what, in reality, I'm just
before you, knocking
the closed door
of sense,
it's not
so easy to get rid from my love,
do not define in few words
the glory of love, a life
isn't sufficient to
to touch the
depth !
that beautiful realization which -
can bloom the flowers in
the barren land, that
eye drop which
can melt
the
stone hearted persona, the true
love has the divine touch,
whoever gets it, no
doubt becomes
the immortal
beauty !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Pastel Roses by Kotocca
I know, everything that glitters;
is not gold, from distance
the rugged mountain
looks glaucous;
exciting,
but
closeness breaks all hidden -
myths, often the reality is
revealed beyond the
imagination
and we
just
imprecate to the destiny, it's
obvious, that without
touching the
fangs
the
beauty of roses remain in the
darkness of ignorance,
have to lose a lot;
to gain some -
thing,
that's the essence of life - - - -
even after losing all
the heart doesn't
forget to
smile.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
misty bloom
somewhere in the depths of heart,
still today, dominated by the
shadow of your love,
even in this
moment
you're inhabited in the world of - -
feelings, alike the floating
lotus stalks, you've
been captured
the depth
of emotional lake, you're involved
in the every single breath,
it's difficult to get rid
of the hydrous
affinity !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by john himalton
in every dark backstage, somewhere
existed ray of hope, let them to
crimp the sky, the light
of your eye is
enough
for
life, when every face becomes the - -
blooming beauty, the fun of life
becomes double, the
evasiveness is
very easy
to get
rid
from liability, but real happiness is - -
always existed in sacrifice, just
for a moment, look to burn
yourself, the life
seems so
nice
and meaningful, just try to read the - -
silent language of distressed
heart - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Sparkle!
again, there's rising the clouds
of fog, again something
is lacking in the
life, perhaps
your
love, somewhere shows the - -
dream of spring, tho'
the autumn is
standing
on - -
the threshold, amid the sorrow
and happiness, a thin
streak always
existed
and
that brings the life toward the - -
beautiful dawn - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Autumn Landscape Oil Painting by Marina Petro
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the season does not stop, someone
waits or not, it's not make any
difference, the sun shade
emerges as usual
in the vale,
flowers
bloom, butterflies moves in search -
of nectar, you open the window,
or not, the light arrives in
all situation from
the vents, the
life has
commitments not only with self and
that's feeling makes unceasing
faith in the love, again
someone erases
the name
which was written on the sand, once
again life moves toward the
midstream in search of
new experience,
as usual
the restless shore waits for the next
tidal waves - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
beyond the window
destiny did not preclude us
from last light of your
love, in every
situation,
blossom has entered into -
the life, a faith that
never dries,
in every
step,
an invisible shadow of your
compassion creates
uncalled inner
beauty
in the persona, every time -
I recovered from the
atrocities of
world,
every moment life touched
the iridescent horizon.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
last light of day
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
