intense yearning for expression,
remained as usual in the
inner heart, when -
ever that
eyes
peeked to me, couldn't get the -
senses for some moments,
life moved in the cipher
of space, in that
twilight
persona became just alike wild
bloom, the quenchless
passion wandered
in the mystic
grove !
moonlight flow searched whole
night, but couldn't find out
my address - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by John-Williamson
the agreement between us was
transparent, visible across
the cognition, do not
know, how it
became
hazy, or the treaty was nothing -
more than show off, often
thinks the heart, why
it's happened,
whenever
we love someone in superfluous
way, it's found, that person
betrays with multi
angular way,
and that
reality forces us for self analysis,
however, recurrent rebuff
makes the life more
challenging in
every step,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
glass-vases-hand-painted
whenever, bright night searches
the shadow of your eyes,
the moonlit flowers
often forget
the -
address of fragrance, all colors
suddenly fuse in each other,
the reality becomes
just an identic
dream,
in your love, heart contains the -
celestial beauty, on those
petals of wet feeling,
life creates the
poetry
of divine, where all the ego and
prides becomes just a
meaningless
aspect,
the
soul gets back the clue of real
bliss, then the heart
illuminates with
eternal
aura,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
the-roses-in-basket-conte-charcoal-pencil-drawing
the pain which emerges from the
depth of darkness, the love
which goes along the
infinite thirst,
it's so
hard to forget the true love, tho' -
it's rare cognition to keep
that affinity alive in
the inner heart,
do not
buoy the realism of love in some
velvety words, it never dies,
remains forever in the
wind of blooming
valleys, it
floats
with the immortal fragrance alike
nomad soul - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging from darkness
do not underestimate anyone, who
knows, the mystery of inner
adytum, when suddenly
be awakened, all
prophecy
become speechless whenever the
destiny favors to an individual !
maybe, today someone
is searching a
space
on the margin, nobody can predict
about tomorrow's highlight !
indeed everyone has
hidden charisma,
just waits
for unclouded sky, some light is - -
necessary for flowering - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
morning glory beauty
had no rest throughout the ages, that
familiar face wandered in the
circle of unquenchable
desire, which is
self created,
in the
mist of emotional clouds, that person
always remained missing soul,
couldn't find out the real
path of contentment,
remained alien
to himself,
time
has left him in the crowd of forgotten -
faces, indeed, after sunset no
body talked about the
beauty of dawn's
first ray !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging from mist
somewhere beneath the amethyst
sky, you've kissed me willingly
or by mistake, analysis
in this moment is
meaningless,
but it's
true
that whenever repressed feelings
get unexpected wings, life
becomes the beauty
of natural gems,
do not hide
the
exaltation of heart, sometimes - -
only the sky becomes a
complaisant, and
that's the rare
moment,
just
keep that beauty in your heart as
a treasure of love - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by lillias blackie
Again heart searches desperately -
the missing blissful moment,
selfless smile, divine
touch of your
affinity,
again emotion searches restlessly
the lost childhood, transparent
wing of strange butterfly,
the soft sunlight of
winter evening,
some -
beautiful cognition, on the tip of - -
lotus petal sitting the mystic
dragonfly, again life
wants to chase
behind the
flying
migratory birds on the colored sky
line ! some bombax ceiba's
floating silky cotton -
pieces drags
the feeling
do not
know where ? just persona floats
toward the unknown
down stream - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Tulips Pink Vase
the soul of amphora remained
thirsty, tho' the rain didn't
deceit, fulfilled its
promise in
duly,
often it's happened, the desire
becomes bigger than
dream, from that
restless point,
all the
divagation begins, life chases
the shadow of the illusive
mirage, the life -
size mirror
even
refuses to entertain, the image
looks strange ! the person
searches a drop of
bliss which
can
provide temporary relax even -
for a moment - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
soul of amphora
it's not possible to get in the life,- -
all desired, somewhat,
remains deficient,
flowers, aroma,
butterfly,
river,
valleys, cloud of mist, the warmth
of breath, crease of velvet
bed sheet reminds
that you couldn't
sleep entire
night,
the moon emerged and sank, on
the edge of galaxy, you were
very alone, looking the
beneath of space,
the earth
looked just its primitive form, as -
ablaze ring - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
on the edge
