TONIGHT - -

Tonight all inner streams are eager
to emerge, tonight, the nymph
of conscience will extend
the limpid wings, just
stay nearby,
tonight,
there's a grand fiesta of dragonfly !
the moon is trying to pierce
the dense aura of your
immortal affinity,
tonight,
everything of this terrestrial world -
we've to sacrifice, indeed that's
the extreme stage of love,
from that particular
point the fire
path will
start -

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

THE HYDROUS PATH - -

Inpouring the midnight's ombro
and the warm touch of long
breath, someone has
taken away the
hydrous soul,
the mystic
darkness had controlled all the
persona in such a way, that
I didn't remember anything
until the morning, the
life was alike the
midstream
raft,
floated in its way towards the - -
sea confluence, just an
endless drift, amid
the dream and
the opened
eyes I've
been
accepted your predominance in
my life with eternal way.

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

THE STAIRS OF ALTAR - -

It's very difficult for you, to get
release from the depth of
my soul, you've been
mingled in a
way that
even
from my invisible cell vent, the
smell of your infatuation is
releasing, it's really
very hard to get
the beatitude,
your love
has
been crossed all the limits of -
supernatural universe !
where all the myth
and legends
take the
form
of the incredible beauty, divine
flame gradually embraces
our body and soul.

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

BENEATH THE PAST - -

Even today, you feel my presence
in surround of your persona,
tho' before a long time,
you've been
deleted
all the blurry memories, that's the
reality of life, some moments
are just crazy, do not
listen to anyone,
alike the
shadow chases a lifetime, whether
you like it or not, indeed in our
subconscious it dwells
with permanent
address,
even knowing that the passed point
will not come back again, we
never forget to keep
the windows
opened,
perhaps ever, with flying leaves of -
autumn, we can get that lost 
address of spring !

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

THE NOMADIC WIND - -

Yes, this is true, since many days,
I was unaware about myself,
often, in the crowd of
relationship, we
forget own
value,
but it's not so late, the beauty of -
life shouldn't be limited, just
like a sprinkle of the
fragrance, flows
in the
nomadic wind beyond all barbed
boundaries, smelling like dry
earth wetted in the first
rain, fills the sad
cellule with
a rare
happiness, just embrace all the -
faces, stranger or familiar
does not matter, let's
share the love,
which
grows more and more by sharing.

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

THE WET ZEAL - -

Let's share the some inadvertently
pain of each other, still in your
eyes floating the pieces
of dream, do not
hide the pain
of silent
prick, in your lips some unexplored
stories are distraught, just
unfold the secret of
last o'clock,
still, life
has the untouched desires, do not -
twist the face, the flowers of
hope are calling you from
the remote vale
of profound
beauty,
just share your emotion with some
one, believe me, the life will
be again alike the stems
laden with flowers,
emerging from
dense mist,
do not
forget to response the echoes of - -
skyline, miracles have no
prediction, believe me
in your eyes, still
there's some
wet zeal.

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

SOFT SUNSHINE - -

You're the soft morning sunshine,
filling life in the languid bloom,
you're the real source of
inspiration, jaded
persona gets
back the
lost beauty, you're the enigmatic
silence, often germinate the
ray of hope in the depth
of forworn soul,
you've the
endless
smile of innocent heart, therefore
you never afraid to droop off,
in your heart exists the
universal love
hence,
the kingdom of heaven is yours - -

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

DIVINE DROPLETS - -

Every morning is special, after
emerging from the dark,
the earth looks more
seducible, more
charming
ever,
do not close the window of the
last night's beautiful feeling,
still you're contained
in my soul, in my
inner depth
alike
the aromatic breath, tho' entire
night was in the grip of
cyclonic rain, do
not know why
you were
very
near to my existence just like a
blessed umbra of divine
beauty - -

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

THE REAL ADORER - -

Let me remain as usual disorganized,
little bit scattered in my world, I'm
afraid, too much sophistication
can destroy the internal
beauty, let me
remain as
usual
little bit confused, I'm not a contender
of mask competition, I want to
live out of abstruse ethics,
alike the butterfly, my
floatation doesn't
know the
intermission, let me to float from hue -
and cry to the silence of space,
towards the unexplored
ultimate peace, such
a place where
all the
disparity get sameness, the humanity
gets spellbound body and soul,
beyond all the man made
prophecy in the name
of unseen deity !
let me first,
the adorer of innocent smile of a child.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art of Richard schimd

CANVAS OF LIFE - -

Canvas of life remains incomplete,
tho' time strokes it again and
again, sometimes gently
and some times
until fall to
pieces,
however, persona never forgets to
re-emerge, it's a strange
sensation, that, how
unexpectedly
someone
calls
from the back stage, and we alert
to our conscience, actually we
never leave the rope of
faith, and that's the
reason we
escape
the immersion even in mid stream.

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