ACROSS THE WINDOW - -

the pleasant morning was hidden 
in the heart, whole the life, 
whom I've searched 
from one place
to another,
many 
time it happens, beautiful scene 
exists vis-a-vis but we forget 
to open the window of
conscience, the
life wanders 
behind 
the 
shadow of mirage, even knowing 
that the divagation brings the 
persona toward the 
unknown skyline,
the drops of 
desire 
makes life so vulnerable and we
get unintentional injury - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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FRAGRANT NIGHT - -

entire night in the backyard, the 
bunch of lilac scattered the 
passionate wild aroma,
whole night, the 
body and 
soul 
were dominated by someone - -
overnight, the moon has 
tried to emerge from 
the dense 
cloud,
a sort of dilemma remained in 
the persona after meeting 
you, that's love 
transient
or the
eternal bond of souls, I do not 
know, entire night, I felt 
your presence in 
my inner 
sense,

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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art by linda jacobus 

PERHAPS, YOU KNOW - -

maybe you have never heard -
or do not know the pain 
of sky, the desire 
of endless 
rain,
ever try to alter the persona - -
with smoldering desert,
or make yourself 
the scattering
cloud of 
rain,
it's too difficult to walk on the
path of messianic, at 
least try to favor 
the justice,
the 
universal truth, which is found
in everybody, maybe 
you'll be succeed,
to pitch the 
flag 
of your so called the great - - 
god, after killing the 
innocent, but 
I'm sure,
the curse of mass, disarmed 
soul will finish, your the 
world winning desire,  
Pharaoh to the 
great 
Alexander, everybody has to
mix with the clay one day, 
perhaps you know 
that very 
well.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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poetic creation 

THE INNER SENSE - -

every darkness has its own hidden 
secret, some pleasant moment, 
some thirst unquenched, 
some touch unfelt,
however, life 
gradually 
learns 
to live with arid emotion, closeness
fills the gap between the breath, 
and a person forgets the 
alphabets, indeed 
the heart beat 
becomes 
the 
language amid the smoldering soul,
nothing remains mystery, when 
the inner eyes open with 
miraculous sense, 
in the dense 
darkness 
the 
persona can look the beauty of the -
seventh sky - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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THE INFINITE TRUTH - -

in your heart beat, still existed  
the fragrance of my love, 
isn't amazing, tho' 
I'm not in the 
touching 
circle 
of your eyes, in your emotion 
still inhabited the world 
of passion, isn't
bewitching,
while 
I'm not in before your, but still 
you feel the breath alien,
often I think, what's 
reason, many 
decades
have
been passed but you couldn't
forget me, in your immortal 
soul my love became 
the evergreen 
flower !
for eternal veneration beyond
the infinite truth - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL   
pearl rose
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WET DREAM OF LAST O' CLOCK - -

before, the break of a dream in -
last o'clock, I've woken up,
indeed, some dreams 
are very near to 
our heart, 
and 
a person does not want to lose 
it, but you know, dreams 
are only dreams, 
aglimmer
wing 
of fickle butterfly, there shouldn't
be regret to break, that's a 
part of life, whatever 
remains on the 
palm that's
special,
it maybe a droplet of dew or a 
piece of morning ray, we 
should know the 
art of ever -
green 
smile, and nature teaches that 
beautifully - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


   

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flower pot 

UNDEFINED HORIZON - -

again life is befriended, after 
a long time on the arid 
vale, some thorny
blooms are 
visible, 
everything has its certain - - 
period, after darkness 
the light performs 
its role, torpid
petal gets 
back
reason to smile, do not wrap
the beauty of heart in the 
mist of agony, it's 
not the end of 
earth, 
there's a world beyond the - - 
galaxy too, do not close
the window of hope,
still life desires 
to see the 
dream 
of blooming vista, opening of
delicate emotion, the inner 
beauty of pure heart,
several more, 
undefined
horizon,

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
  

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IN A WINK - -

that was a colorful seduction or 
the diversion of my sight,
whatever was that, 
no doubt it 
stirred 
the life, without you it was so -
desolate, the emotions 
were alike the dried,
barren land of 
ancient 
desert, the unknown pleasure 
influenced the inner layers 
of emotion, after 
meeting with
you, the
image looked just different - - 
mirror was little aghast,
in your love, the 
life became 
more 
beautiful, more attractive with 
multiple reflection, really 
you've changed my 
world in a wink !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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SEARCH OF GOOD DAY - -

an unfinished song which remains 
silent on the lip edges, some
unexpressed feeling 
exists in the 
depth 
of heart, throughout the lifespan - - 
whom, I've searched, that 
person wasn't far,
rather hidden 
in the 
heart, that's not some special one,
or a beautiful creature, indeed 
that's my conscience,
which knocks
eternally,
brings me below the flyover bridge,
where lesser god's destiny 
sleeps in the roofless 
haven, he calls 
me on 
the so called civilized esplanade - - 
where the childhood is sold in 
some coins, the slogan 
of walls are so 
familiar,
the old colorless wall often laughs 
and says, when good day 
will come, god knows,
perhaps !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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