anything can happen, that's
abstruse language of
eyes, life exists
on the tip of
sword,
the profundity is so much - -
that it's not easy to get
the essence, in
some
moment, more proximity is
needed in love, tho' it's
so hard, to read
the sound of
heartbeat,
just - -
touching the edge of silent
river, which flows toward
the path of estuary,
unpredicted,
and
unbounded, carrying the - -
paused storm in the
depth of chest,
undefined
that
mysterious flow has many
faces, curse or boon !
remains in the
hands of
fate,
nobody has control on the
games of destiny, it's
eternal flow, nobody
has authority to
buoy it - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
heart creeper
I've broken several times, shattered
too badly, but not over, do not
know what's that spur
mysterious, which
every time
rescues
me
before sinking into the world of dust,
every morning, rain clouds on
routine way, emerged
in the north east
sky, tho' very
rare it
touched the earth surface, however -
the life never became the land
of acacia, aspire to get
wet never died, and
that's reason
in extreme
pain
too, life smiles with floral inspiration.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
The_green_leaves_of_Hope
very quiet was the moment, amid us
the gap of centuries, in a flash
became just outspoken,
often it happens,
unpredicted
meeting
with
someone, very close to heart but - -
far away from the life, you
know, it writes some
unexpected
poetry,
tho'
that expression remains tacit but it
says a lot from the depth of
heart, indeed the face
becomes mirror
many times,
without
any
physical change, but reflects into - -
the eyes of others, it's not so
easy, to keep everything
beneath the mist of
emotion - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
somewhere in mist
Inclined clouds wants to touch,
let it scatter and break
in drops, the dried
lips want
freshness, nothing is wrong if -
some one is included,
life's open space
desires that,
amid
the lips and the beaker, unseen
distance always remains,
dreams and reality
walks together,
two parallel
lines go far away, somewhere -
meet to each other maybe
by mistake, emotions
placed on the
thorny
paths, love is originated from - -
you, let it complete in
the depth of eyes,
night lilies
hide
the secrets of aroma, unfold
the essence whenever
delighted, life is
attached
with
your heart, breathing based on
your eye lash movements,
give me an enduring
touch, season
wants to
bloom again, let me encompass
in the depth of you, let me
diffuse myself in your
persona - -
- - SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Bougainvillea blossoms - by Vitaly Makarov
preserve the emotion in the
eternal heart, in the
secret corner
as an
hidden jewel, premature - -
relation required the
more space
do not
say
me now, I love you, southern
winds are volatile, the
Bedouin gray clouds
are flying on
the blues,
frenzy
thoughts
roaming and roaming, the - -
aimless destination !
waves of liberation
wants to break
the barrier,
two
hands wants to get the whole
sky, restless energy
searches new
direction,
on the
mysterious horizon, wait for
some other day, some -
where, very near
the rainbow,
touching
the
rain clouds, springs would - -
erupt on the deserted
barren land
sprouting
thorns
never save the roses, just wait
please, let me to go
beyond the
dreams
on the
land of reality trust me, for - -
some other day.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by jacqueline gnott.jpg
even after gaining too much, that
person of next door was very
depressed, indeed the
desire makes us
impassive,
from
that point, the self immolation - -
invisibly begins, actually
we forget, that a
superfluous
desire
brings the entire persona toward
the endless darkness, the
thirst becomes the
chest of desert,
always
wants to ingest the whole cloudy
sky, but often failure remains
in hand, dreaming is
the most part
of life !
even after repeatedly break I do
not leave to dream, I do not
like the stagnant life,
there should be
eternal flow
in the
life, continuous flow towards the
new skyline - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
flower in different mood
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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by linda jacobus 1
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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by linda jacobus
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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
poetic creation
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
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by daniel edmonds
