SELF-RISE - -

Do not know what is in that
silent call, without knock
it reaches into the
adytum of
heart,
there's nothing any miracle
in that perception when
a person feels the
affinity after
looking
a distressed man, actually -
our life becomes itself
blessed in that
moment,
the emotion moves toward
the compassion path,
all condensed
gloom
slowly disappear, gradually
life feels extraordinary
peace and real
meaning of
survival,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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DO NOT FORGET - -

Somewhere in the fragmented
dream of night - end, I've
seen you, dipped in
droplets of dew,
again you're
crimping
the scattered emotion, on the -
threshold another day is
knocking with some
different aroma,
all the night
bloom
have fallen down from the twig,
that's the rule of nature,
again on the flyover,
vehicles are in
rapid speed,
the life
never stops, just change the - -
page of calendar and of
course ! do not forget
to decorate the
empty vase.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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In my vision's frame, I'm still
somewhere alone, tho' the 
time has left the several
impression, indeed
in the canvas 
of life, it's 
not 
necessary that every angle -
will be colorful - -

- Shantanu Sanyal

IN THE CHEST OF FLINT - -

Some flashing light some darkness,
the life moves as usual on the
path of uncertainty, a little
bit closeness a little
bit fatality, who
knows,
what's hidden in the cave of destiny,
sometimes, in remote wallop
sometimes, without
clouds heavy
rains, the
mood
of nature similar to anchorite, never
stays in one place, in the morning
somewhere on the river bed
and, in the end of day
he exists near
the bonfire
in the
dense mysterious forest, however
in every condition it remains
in the chest of flint - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 

CONTINUOUS FLOW - -

Life is constantly flowing stream,
sometimes from underground -
and many times piercing
the rocks, it makes
the path, from
hills to
the flush land, it moves in helical
ways, the seeds of dream
waits often near the
embankment,
some get
the blessing of soft sun rays and
some get dry before reaching
to maturity, however the
continuation of life
remains as
usual
unaffected, moves towards the - -
confluence point of ocean,
without any regret and
certainly it makes
some green
territories
too - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

INBORN LIBERTY - -

The moon was risen or not, that's
different matter, the unknown
illumination was in my
conscience last
night, I have
felt your
dominance in my persona to a - -
depth, on those glaucous
intensification, I have
experienced your
love with a
great
profundity, it's so difficult to weave
them in alphabet, that's the
only matter of realization,
several things in life
remains eternal
free from all
binding.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

UNDILUTED AFFINITY - -

I know, tonight, again you'll ask
me same question, again
in your eyes, there
will be some
undefined
desire,
after knowing it that, the somatic
world is nothing more than
a momentary flicker,
nevertheless,
I know,
you don't want to leave the path
of dream, tho' all elusive
visions have to die
near the dawn
streak !
however, I know you're obstinate
too much, you'll not leave me
easily without getting the
answer, but you've
to follow my
soul for
unending time, and I don't know -
I'm not sure, your love will
remain undiluted
forever - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



 
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THE ENDLESS SILENCE - -

After estranged from me, someone
couldn't sleep throughout the
ages, indeed, a person
doesn't understand
the real value
till some -
one
isn't lost in the anonymity, the life
often becomes just like a ring
without the precious stone,
and the hollow cavity
teases us for the
carelessness,
sometime
it's too
late, the familiar face disappears
leaving the shadow on the wet
sand of turmoil coast land,
and the dream of last
o' clock laughs
from the
mid stream, after that remains - -
the endless silence only !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

NEW BEGINNING - -

On the threshold, someone has -
left the aroma of affinity, or
the season is changing
the side, a strange
atmosphere is
filling the
desolate emotion with some new
potential, even the curtain of
windows are thrilled, it's
the touch of soft
southern wind,
or  the
life is moving towards some new
destination, in search of lost
childhood, or something
else, the emotion
is nowadays
alike
a runaway kite, sagging amid the
earth and the sky - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

UNNOTICED - -

Nobody has noticed him, but
there isn't the end of story,
that stranger always
watches over
day and
night
tho' many times doors were -
knocked by him, some
maybe met him in
the railway -
platform
as a
soul of leper or in the image
of lost child, stretching
weak hands for a
favor, maybe
he called
you too,
somewhere in the crowd of
auctioneers, or in the
scream of infant,
perhaps you
have
looked back but not alas - -
you didn't recognize !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL