the dealer of dreams, last night
kept some reason of life
on threshold, since
that, my heart is
searching
your
missing address, the maverick -
clouds of last o'clock, maybe
touched the innermost,
hence, the life
feels some
wet
realization, don't know it rained
or not, but still some drop -
lets are visible on the
bunch of lilac,
tho' entire
night,
I chased behind the shadow of -
your love - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
lilacs
many times it happens, which is
visible to the eyes, indeed,
it does not that, which
we think, however
everything of
remote
looks more beautiful, realism - -
revealed after reaching on
the spot, that's day
dream or the
deception
of eyes,
or the game of alphabets, that's
matter of experience, the
plus or minus is the
phase of life,
nobody
in this world, can claim for the -
completeness, but potential
always existed in the
life, do not say
that you've
been
defeated, time is spinning coin,
sometimes we've to wait
for stability, subdued
mood is needed
before any
decision,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by cheryl-hymes
sometimes in life a loser too -
becomes the winner, that's
a matter of feeling, the
inner bliss has no
definition, it's
a deep
cognition, just try to play with
a kid, and willingly lose
the game, then you'll
feel the real
pleasure,
which
floats on the innocent face - -
sometimes in life, the
silence, suddenly
becomes
just
outspoken, whenever some -
one says, let's play the
hide and seek,
the infancy
knocks
the
mysterious door of past, life -
feels the unexpected
happiness - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
hibiscus beauty
few recency, the feeling of first -
rain of monsoon, or some
touch of familiarity,
whatever is
that
realization, life needs a change,
after a long combustion,
a blatant desire to
get wet, tho'
clouds
are
still playing the hide and seek !
that's your concealed love
or the uncertainty of
life at stake,
in any
case the persona desires to - -
touch the unseen skyline.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
window-flower
sometimes own face, looks little
stranger, indeed the time
never waits for any
one, the mirror
says a
lot,
image desires to come out from
the golden frame, but that's
not the solution, many
times we've to
adjust with
the
limited realm, in those moments
life searches the pretext of
living, nothing is
wrong on
that,
again the same formula of treaty,
be happy and let others be
happy, that the secret
mantra of life,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by dee sanchez
far from those gloomy shadows,
in the emerging light of a
refreshing morning,
beneath the
inclined
branches of beautiful flowers - -
let's write a poetry of
pleasant emotion,
again woken
up the
latent desires, the life retracing
again the lost moment of
inner bliss, come on,
the darkness
of inanity
is the transitory, journey of life -
needs some landmark
changes, some
moving
steps, destination, such not too
far away - -
* *
SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by judith kingsley
a dream of awakened eyes or the
aura of illusion, whatever is
that midnight cognition,
an undefined trap
pulls me
toward your persona, on those - -
mysterious moment, the
body and soul
create
the inner dilemma, the judgement
becomes more complicated,
alike the water color flow
the life looks an art
of abstract
motif,
searches the meaning of your - -
talismanic look - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
My-Loving-Bird-Acrylic-on-Canvas-Painting-by-Bhawana-Choudhary
- in an unknown island, let's -
- get lost, somewhere
- in the scattering
- clouds, let's
- discover
- the
- lost destination, sometimes
- in the life, there should
- be deliberately
- missing
- too,
- every time walking on the - -
- familiar path, creates
- a cipher in the
- persona,
- some
- winding paths are also very
- necessary in life, other -
- wise life becomes
- monotonous,
- without
- up and down there's no fun
- in life - -
- * *
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
- http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
journey
-
in the smoldering desert of life,
when your love becomes
the realization of
monsoon
rain,
undoubtedly, the extinct river of
Namibia gets back the
transient pleasure,
the dried
hope
gets back the aqueous inkling,
despite knowing that
every thing in
this world
is the
matter of some instantaneous -
moment, however your love
enhances the desire
of long life - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Painted_by_Artist_Tony_Wei_
those time-worn pages of life -
are now meaningless,
time appeals for
new dreams,
let's go
again on the challenging trail,
that was their outlook
to finish the land
of hope, it's
my way
of life, which never accepts - -
desperation, the unseen
horizons allures me
with innovative
potential,
life -
says, sooner or later one day
seeds of bliss will
germinate, the
clouds are
dutiful,
they will not forget the route -
of desert sky - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by cathy quiel 2.jpg
