EMPTY HANDS AS USUAL - -

On that turning - point, familiar
and strange faces have no
differences, the life just
accepts whatever
is found on
the way,
from
here, the path of survival has -
nothing for regret, it's the
peak of saturation, all
desires from here
become stoic,
and the
life
feels the silence of a distant  - -
cloister, where wandering
souls get deliverance,
the whole world
looks just like
a colorful
bubble,
just
flying away from the open palm.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

INFINITE ECHOES - -

Some echoes have their own way of
existence, stay alive throughout
the ages, and chases the
persona restlessly!
some affinities
have very
short
glamour just ends before reaching on
the climax, do not think that after
your deception, my life will be
ruined, often the stumbling
stone teaches the art
of survival, every -
one in this
world
is answerable to his reflection and the
mirror of conscience never forgives
to untruth, and there's contained
the beauty of self - realization,
no need any man made
bookish philosophy,
the heart should
be crystal
clear.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

BREAKING THE LINE - -

Though life has its own list of priority,
but somewhere we have to break
the pristine line, and reconcile
the existing reality, it's so
easy to escape from
the delusion of
domestic
life,
but the path of salvation isn't so - -
accessible, again somewhere
we have to face the pain
of resignation, in point
of fact the somatic
desire never
ends,
the life goes through the process of - -
self-renaissance, in its natural way,
with the time, the desire to live
more, itself becomes the
endless addiction.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

AMID THE BLACK AND WHITE - -

Often, at the last o'clock of the
night, just before the scattering
of jasmine flowers,
a familiar voice,
breaks my
dream,
that's a Chapman or the stranger
serang, I haven't any idea but
I'm sure, he comes and
fills the life in the
nectar of rose -
bud, and
slowly
disappears in the flickering sky -
line, life again becomes
fresh, ready to struggle,
in the mist of fly -
over, the sun
rays find
out
the philosophy of blooming and
the flowers of balcony wait
for it eagerly, the flock
of pigeon just flies
away in the
blue sky,
again
the metropolis slowly becomes
the mass - forest, the
endless way of
survival.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

AND THE NIGHT PASSED - -

Even our own shadow has no surety, -
then how to believe on your so -
called the pledge of eternity,
the changes are the
real truth of life,
maybe
weather or affinity, the river do not care
the silent request of the dyke, it
changes the multiple edges,
the way of survival is
the really bitter truth,
nobody can
claim
the endless contract, somewhere every
body is the alone walker, assembly
of the night sky was in its place
just gorgeous and grand,
and illuminated with
millions desire,
nobody was
worried
about the breaking stars, the business
of the universe never stops - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

PROBABLY MEET AGAIN - -

Night has passed with staggering
the way towards the new
skyline, tho' everything
in its place as usual,
nevertheless
the life
remains quenchless and that
shows the graph of breaths
still move in the
geometry of
desire,
some definitions of your eyes are
still unsolved, some semi
germinated wanting
are still wait for
hydrous
favor!
 tho'
in a short dormancy, the dreams
have its own way of scape,
but  I will wait, it wasn't
the last night of the
soul exchange!

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE UNSEEN BRIDGE - -

Amid the reality and the dream, often
remains very thin streak, when
the inner eyes open, the life
flickers with a new skyline,
the night had its own
conditions some
bitter truth
often
remains under the dark mist, some - -
broken promise perhaps reshape,
and incomplete conversation
will re-emerge from the
depth of wakeful
eyes, amid
us still
exist
the hanging bridge, tho' weather has -
never soft favour, but the edges of
soul are stable in their axis,
nothing will change in
their annexure of
infinity, that's
the real
love's 
beauty becomes day by day more - -
enduring!

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

FIRST STEP - -

It's really very tough to cross the fire -
line, however the flag bearer of
crusade never stop, whether
pseudo-social surface or
hill shrine, snatching
is required to get
the rights, the
unity never
fails
if renaissance wakes up in the obtuse
minds, nothing is impossible in this
world if a person decides to the
march towards the new
beginning of real
human era,
just
needed first step, the invisible caravan
will follow one day - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 

THE SILENT DIALOGUE - -

It's not necessary that tomorrow
will be the same, nobody can
say that what's hidden in
the depth of night end,
all calculation of
lifetime was
failed
though, I've been tried my best -
when looked back there was
not anybody in the limit
of vision, except my
shadow, all the
familiar -
faces
disappeared one after other, - -
farthermost, there was the
endless silence, in point
of fact, it's not so easy
to become fellow -
traveler, the
journey of
life is
the matter of self-endeavor - - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

IN THE DEPTH OF EYES - -

Everything looks charming
if the depth of heart is
diaphanous, do not
know, what is
the gist of
their
philosophy, in my vision - -
nothing is more precious
then the sense of
humanity, the
life needs
more
happiness then so-called - -
somatic pleasure, the
circle of the soul
has its own
aura it
glows
even in clouds of impending
storm!

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL