DROPS OF LIGHT - -

In search of recency, often the
life wanders in the path of
mirage, even knowing
that this isn't more
than the self
deceit,
however, the desire remains - -
incomprehensible, and it
chases non-stop the
shadow of dream,
the body
sprawls on the floor, sentience
becomes zero, the soul
moves towards the
clouds of mist,
in that
dim path we often search the -
drops of light - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL

INVISIBLE LINE - -

Just leave the glim of
memories with me,
nobody knows
where, the
evening
will be
under the shadow of
night, the life has
its own abacus
of moment,
ever in
the leisure you can -
calculate them
one by one,
but the
charm
of lost moments you
couldn't get back,
you can touch
them by
eyes
but, you can not feel
them, there will be
a fine streak
amid the
reality
and dream forever - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

FROM THE BACK STAGE - -

The game of shadow and light
goes on as usual in the
stage of life, among
the colorful
curtains,
some shimmering moment of
delicate emotion reminds
the charm of survival,
from the back
stage
your love often calls me again
and again, my existence
gets always some
new faces and
I forget
often the sorrow and pain of -
life - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

RETURN TO ORIGIN - -

I've searched you everywhere,
in the crowds of metropolis,
in the peace of remote
monasteries, or in
the evening
prayer
of so called divine river, do not
know why, always, the soul
has returned with empty
hands, I couldn't get
you address in
the mystical
paean
of nomadic dervish, except the
silence there wasn't anything
at the extent of my vision,
someone emerged
in the mist of
mirage and
said
" whom you're searching that's
hidden in your conscience
just try to find it, as the
form of condensed
love for whole
the world "
it should be melt for all welfare.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

MUTUAL ALLIANCE - -

What's the difference, that the
gathering of stars have
forgotten me, I'm
still happy in
my world,
the mirror isn't disloyal to me -
the life has its own beauty
sometimes, it's black
and white and
sometimes
more
than multicolored, transaction
is the truth of life, whatever
I've received maybe
that was fixed,
the aspire
more
than need, only brings the off -
season rain and endless
remorse, between me
and the mirror
nothing is
secret,
just, we've the mutual alliance.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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SUBMERGENCE - -

Nothing remained hidden, when
the eyes unfolded all the
secrets, you've been
dissolved in the
depth of
soul
something like this, that all the -
fragrance of flowers became
uninspiring, I've been
extincted in your
persona and
forgot
all the beauty of cosmic world !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 

SILVER LINES - -

Some floating imagery often - -
makes us upset, and the
mirror asks questions,
tho' all accounts
will remain
here
still, do not know why we run
in the mist of desire, the
swinging spider web,
and shimmering
dew, amid
them, I
often
search you, even knowing that
every dream never converts
to reality, however, the
eyes never stops
to see the
dream,
and this realization refreshes -
the persona, some unseen
silver lines often make
me optimistic - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
art by - Fabian Parez
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SOFT DRIFT - -
The night is passed as the
unfinished poetry, the
dawn has its own
demand for
bloom
with complete obsession !
In your sleepless eyes
still, there are so
many untold
stories,
believe me, still, in your - -
breath there's enfolded
some mysterious
somatic scent,
still you're
in the
world of dream, undefined
beauty of love is existed
in your soft emotion,
you're floating
in the flow
of some divine fragrance !
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
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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,
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
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