in the multitude of forms and
colors, that's only your
affection which
never
lost the real direction of love,
in the wet evening, or
the scorching
midday, in
every
moment somewhere you're -
existed alike shadow,
nearer to the
body and
soul,
and that's reason the path of
life looks much easier,
do not know how,
in every step
somehow
life
recoups before falling down,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
evening rain 2
awaiting fragrance of night bloom,
emerging dense clouds in
the northeast sky,
ruptured a
ripple
in the heart just now, soft touch of
your love or again, I'm moving
toward the foamy beach
of dream, whatever
is that feeling,
certainly,
life is
changing with the soft dimension - -
the wind has refreshing savory,
you're invisibly capturing
the body and soul,
very difficult
to save
the heart, in this moment unseen - - -
storm encircling my persona.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
dripping emotion
when the sky reflects into the depth
of eye, all complaints become
floaty, heart feels a relief
from all sorrow and
pain, the life
goes
alike the fellow traveler of simple -
line, away from all the retroflex
emotion, just easy going,
indeed, discontent
feeling is the
self
creation, the desire to get a lot in -
a short period, and from
that origin point, all
the curve paths
are born,
and
chasing to the illusive shadows - - -
starts from there - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
rare reflection
every glance has somewhat
desire, nobody in this
world, looks with
unconditional
emotion,
that's
natural instinct, however life
searches at all events,
a face of naivety
in the crowd
of facade,
tho' it's
not so easy to get desired -
face, again we have
to follow the
path of
compromise, indeed beauty
of life is hidden beneath
the adjustment,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
dripping feeling
when night will be more deepened,
then nocturnal bloom will
reach to maturity, with
spontaneity the
flavor cells
will be active, do not touch the half
sleep fragrance, just wait
till midnight, the
emotions
have their own world of beauty, the
abyssal love when awakes,
the terrestrial world
goes in deep
dormancy,
that's
the meeting point of unquenchable -
souls, toward the endless
destination !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by alisa wilcher 1
in the spiral path of life, on the turns
of up and down, maybe, we'll
meet again, simply
keep refresh
the
fragrant memories in the corner of
your heart, some undefined
moment, some sweet
rift, silent affinity,
the tacit
conversation, just keep alive the -
blooming feeling, nobody
can claim for infinite
togetherness,
break
is the part of life, separation and
union are the eternal phase,
but in every juncture
we shouldn't
forget
the smiling, that's the essence of
our life - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
painting_by_robi_floral__still_life
again some floating dreams
are searching a safe
haven, again
my eyes
are
little nervous, don't know why,
tonight looks some
more longer,
that's
your infiltration or compact - -
affinity, the emotion
becoming wet,
tho' there's
nothing
any
annexure among us, do not
bring me toward the
land of promise,
dreams are
dreams,
who
knows, when they will leave
eyes' inn - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
modern art
a knock full of incense, alike falling
drop by drop the dew, on the
layers of emotion, that
glamour which
can alter
the
inner gloom, heart desires often to
feel such beauty of divine,
that particular love,
which flows
from
the eyes of invisible soul, makes -
meaningful life, then the
entire world looks
so beautiful
and
eternal truth, indeed, the beatitude
of Eden existed in the depth
of dormant conscience,
unnecessarily
we search
the
path of emancipation in the crowd
of shrines, the inner cloister
remains as usual so
desolate !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by alisa wilcher
there should be incompleteness
in every thing, maybe the
quarter moon or
your love
with
uncertainty, half bloom jasmine - -
or your broken promise, an
unfinished goblet or
unaccomplished
line of poem,
there
should be a potential to complete,
perfection destroys the
real beauty, little
unorganized
moment
has
its own undefined glamour, don't
say to me, that your love is
overfull ! still life needs
some fragrant
breath,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Quarter Moon
there's a lot in the iridescent sky,
needs only to look into the
depth of conscience,
in the crowd
of desire,
it's difficult to seek the real bliss,
however, your love has the
miraculous shadow,
even in the
desert
it provides the unexpected relief,
indeed the real oasis existed
in the heart but flurried
mind searches
it; in the
world of mirage, and that swerve
creates unquenchable spirit,
where life becomes
cumbersome,
stuffy - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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