THE FOUR WORDS - -

Summary of life is comprised in
four words, but we were
searched it though
out the ages,
indeed
our situation is similar to musk -
deer, fragrance contained
in depth of conscience
but the non stop
search goes
on in
the outer world, from bookish -
philosophy to man made
shrines, the endless
mirage, while the
real droplet
of love
remains in the heart, but we do
not understand the thirst of
our emotion, actually all
solutions are existed
in our persona
but the
art of grooming we do not know,
and that's reason we often
feel unsatisfied from
our life, tho' the
world is
inherent in four words that's - - -
love - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 

FOR A WHILE - -

That beauty which often glints,
from your soulful eyes,
makes the life more
beautiful, more
seducible,
even the
full
moon night looks insipid before
your spellbound amour, the
persona becomes the
blessed soul, on
those rarebit
moment
the
life forgets all the anguish, the -
soul gets relief for a while.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE ART OF MIDNIGHT - -

Countless colors are scattered in
the canvas of nature, but in
the darkness everything
looks monochromatic
art of midnight !
sometimes
in life
we go through in same state of - -
mind, suddenly in the last
o'clock of night, your
affinity knocks
the door
and everything becomes vibrant in
a moment, indeed someone
who feels for you, who
loves to you, who
cares for you,
that's the
real person, who silently wants to -
fill the colors in your life, and
from here the emotion
blooms with new
dreams - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

THE ARID EMOTION - -

Probably something was in his
veneration, the returning
monsoon did not
disappoint
him, in
the late evening the sky has - -
poured the last rain, the
barren emotions get
back a reason,
again the
earth
desires the dream for sprouting,
I do not know, how much
is truth in this adage
that the pure
scream
from the depth of conscience - -
even can shake the
stone statue !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL  

THE GAME OF FIRE RING - -

Again night is becoming more
profound, gradually little
cloudy too, the sky
has as usual
mystic
mood, once again the waiting
moment appealing the
rare glamour of
your look,
the
swarm of moths again started
the game of fire ring, do
not know, where it
will reach, the
path
of passion taking us towards -
the unknown destination,
everywhere there's
a foggy vale,
the
heart desires one only night's
refuge beneath your
sleepy eyelash.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL

INVISIBLE REFLECTION - -

Some mirrors have their own
bitter image, they never
compromise with
anybody,
actually they are follower of -
truth and truth always
remains naked,
you can not
cover
them by pseudo colors, some
souls are inbred free,
they move with
openness
do not
care the man-made annexure,
their destination exists
in the depth of
conscience,
and that's
reason,
they never accept defeat in - -
life, continuous flight is
their main identity.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL

ALIKE THE FRAGRANCE - -

Let me to mingle in the emptiness
of welkin, or in the silence of 
skyline, let me so jaded
that I could sleep 
on the thorns,
let me 
to feel the pain of others' heart, - -
again there's a gathering of 
suppressed soul, let 
me get lost in that 
crowd, the 
life 
desires the salvation from all the -
feelings of illusion, I want to 
forget the difference 
between the 
alien 
and the own person, once again -
let me to bloom with the
transparent beauty
of crystalline
heart.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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DO NOT ASK - -

Do not know, where's the destination,
in this moment, do not ask the
consequence, let us simply
be carried away by
the unknown
waves
of emotion, far far away there's only -
the shadow of your eyes, in this
beautiful moment the life
wants only your affinity,
do not ask the
reason
for forgetting the illusive world which
is left behind, now the dreams
have wings of long flight,
beyond all the
potential,
the endless flotation, out of all man - -
made boundaries - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE MEANING - -

All-embracing, the beauty of
heart doesn't care the
fence, it emerges
in natural
way,
you can find it easily in the -
smiling face of an infant,
or in the fragrance
of a true shrine
where exists
only and
only
path of humanity, worship or
veneration, whatever is
the name for that
so-called the
spiritual
practice to reach near the - -
unseen deity, but I
strongly feel
that all
is just meaningless, if a real
believer doesn't feel
the meaning of
wet eyes.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL