NOMADIC INSTINCT - -

In the way, there wasn't only the
barren land, flowers, river,
lush green valleys in
mist were also
welcomed,
then
why, the ennuied soul didn't get
an halt for the night, it moved
alike the Bedouin from
one place to other,
in search of
real
sustainable land, indeed, the life
has no permanent address,
it searches continuous,
there's no end of
dream land,
and
that nomadic instinct fills various
colours in the life - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

BUNCH OF HOPES - -

Many storms came and passed,
you're still on the deserted
shore, holding some
bunch of flowers,
again you're
touching
the washed away sand castles -
with expect full eyes, that's
the spirit of survival in
adverse stream,
apparently
in your
eyes, there's a sign of landmark
events, returning waves have
cheered with beautiful
silence, you're the
winner in this
beautiful
morning, again ocean is calling -
you for new adventure - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL   
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE ENDLESS FLIGHT - -

Let's write a new song in this
beautiful morning, alike
the innocent smile
of infant, let's
create a
aquarelle reflection into the -
depth of emotion, life
needs sometimes
the recency of
a gentle
wind, a whiff of lineal affinity,
I'm sure, in your heart
there's an undulate
hidden lake,
which is
eager to explore the shore -
land, don't cage yourself,
the unclouded sky
is calling you
with the
open arms, the endless flight
is waiting for you - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

INDELIBLE TRUTH - -

The crusades against the brutal
force to save the humanity,
in every condition, it's
justified, maybe
in the
scorching middle east desert or
in the field of Kurukshetra,*
the righteousness -
eternally wins,
demonic
powers always defeated by the
innocent souls, the dream
to win the universe
remained in
the chest,
the king of Macedon died with
empty hands, but some
messianic souls
remain as
usual
vibrant in the hearts of millions !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
* the battle field of Mahabharata 

SOULFUL SILENCE - -

I'm a blob of dew... do not know
when, I'll be extinct, in your
eyes, apparently there's
a ray of hope, that's
why, I'm not
afraid of
daylight, you know it or not, that
in your love, there's some
miraculous aroma
which brings
the life
towards the everlasting green - -
territory, under the shadow
of rain clouds some
appetent feelings
are eager
to unfold the sprouted leaves, in
your smile, I've found the
inkling of innovative
morning - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Julie Gilbert pollard

BEFORE THE FIRST RAY - -

Whatever, the destiny is granted
to us, in any case it has to
be acknowledged, a
lot of things are
not in our
control,
some inborn defects are existed
through out the ages, only
we can try to make
them little bit
graceful,
in fact, nobody can claim in this
temporal world that he is
free from all pain
and sorrow,
from the
luxurious palace to the waif soul,
everyone moves in the cycle
of karma, in this moment
we've to be the real
followers of the
humanism,
the Ganges dip perhaps, some -
other day - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Dominique armendola art 

THE UNSEEN LINE - -

I'm impatient wild stream of -
the rainy season, you're
the inclined beauty
of bougainvillea,
somewhere,
the aspire
to touch each other, maybe
call the unwanted storm,
in this intoxicated
moment, it's
better to
draw amid us an unseen fire
line, inner beauty is very
important for abiding
the love, outer
layer has
no surety it falls accordingly
the season - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by Julie Gilbert pollard 

THE CURVED LINE - -

I know that after every cacophony,
there's a long silence, indeed
every thing has the time
limit, and we've to
respect that,
'cos the
time never waits for anybody, the
night had its own lurid beauty,
and the morning exalted
itself with blooming
light, between
these two
shades of life, we've to walk with -
cautiously, it's different matter
that how much the path
will be favorable,
but the main
motive
is proceeding towards the skyline.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE EVERGREEN EMOTION - -

The effect of your compliments
do not permit me to get the
consenescence off-
season, and
that's
reason, I'm evergreen in all the
condition, maybe upstream
or mid stream vortex,
your love always
embraces
me with strange affinity, believe
me, I return always from
the depth of gloom,
unconditional
love never
makes
me abandoned shell of oyster -
before the falling of night
you give the safe
haven in the
heart,
and, I love to sink in unbridled
waves of your wet emotion,
believe me, again I run
behind the dream
of mid night,
alike the
awakened an innocent child - -
just running behind the
beautiful butterfly !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

STRANGE FLICKER - -

The night is proceeding towards -
the depth of dense darkness,
except, the rise and fall
of our breath, there's
nobody, in this
midnight's
silence,
you know, sometimes, the silence
itself becomes the epic of
romance, and says
more then
textual,
in your eyes emerging again some
strange flicker of jargon, in
the mysterious asleep
valley, again the
night bloom
throwing
the redolent loop, slowly, our souls
are becoming the unfettered
creatures of primitive era,
far away from all
hypocrisy,

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/