THE FRAGRANT ADYTUM - -

Don't touch me; just look from a distance.

evanescent dream is my persona,

somewhere after touching 

shouldn't be broken,

this prismatic

love has

its 

own stipulation, as the lacy leaves of - - 

Mimosa pudica, in a wink, closes

the gate of emotion, please

Keep my image around.

your eyes alike 

the silent 

flower

vase remains in the corner of the heart, the - - 

diffused aroma floats invisibly

day and night, makes 

the conscience 

adytum of 

pious

temple of humanism, an incessant - - -

flow of selfless affection - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE AUTUMN WIND

Dripping sound, nobody listened.
Last night, dew had drenched
the dried meadow of life,
the sky inclined with
beautiful manner
towards the
earth,
In each particle of a planet, a
sensation of potency, the
The rebirth of passion
filled by autumn
wind, on the
leafless
twig
Tender sprouts are waiting for
the virgin ray of early dawn,
The somnolent face slowly
making the space on
the chest, a touch of
sizzling lips, the
condensed
desire,
in sequence, passing through
the muscles, bones, blood,
entire persona now in
dominance of your
thrilling grip,
life going
towards
the totality, from the physical truth
to the mist of celestial bliss,
comprehensiveness of
A loving soul is the
unexplored
mystery,
- -   SHANTANU SANYAL.

Promised Land

In the search for Promised Land
We had been roaming from
Savannah, Sahara to foothills of
Himalayas towards the ocean end,
Prior to the continental, drift,
I met you in different places, how
Could it be said that we have no
Relation, in that grand migration
Near the Jordan River, in the
The beach of Dead Sea I assured you,
The planet would be one day
More beautiful than paradise,
In the corner of pyramid, we dreamt
A morning with love and blessing,
In the meeting point of Nile
Moreover, Mediterranean Sea, you
Loved me with completeness,
Later I encountered it again in
The valley of the Indus, in the lush
Green field, I have seen you in the
Temple stairs of the Ganges offer the
Sacred flower to the rising sun,
I heard your divine voice in the
Misty evening, the song of unknown
Sailor of the boat, in the stable waves
Whispering, I don’t know, never
Think, you are different from me,
A homogeneous dream among us,
Appealed to live together, the
Reflection of tears, smiles, cheerfulness
Depressed face, have no religion,
How could they say, you are not
Related to me, not included in my
Planet, the origin terrain of our
Exodus may be far away but our
Search for promised land is continued,
- SHANTANU SANYAL

UNEXPECTED APPEARANCE

 

 

You reside on the crown of providence
the soft ray of dawn tries to touch the
intimacy, as lesser God's children play
on the stairs of darkness, my emotions
have no large space to grow the cyclic
blooming bushes, bonsai plant waits till the
falling of noon to get the scarlet light of Sun!

Unexpectedly your appearance on the
veranda of life gives me a possibility to
love you, in bottom of rejected cavity
dreams have colonized, they wait there
raise hands, your shadow provides them
short term peace, I revive my persona
try to shun the crystalline wet moments!

Your breathing passes through the algae,
microorganism, amoeba, adoration twists
the path of evolution, desires are critical,
amorphous love emerges from reduntdent
well, follows your echoes, chases the heart,

I know, it s not possible to sleep with sweet
dreams, unwillingly your mind thinks for
me, uncontrolled thoughts brings you over
and over to see the depth of hollow space,
I feel that, without any linkage, a strange
waves travel from echoes to heart I realize
that you love me, this trust converts the life
as an infinite religion, I pray, try to get you!

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE INNER JOURNEY - -

The thirst remained unchanged,
definitely, the rain had done
his duty shower with
open-hearted,
indeed, the
list of
desire never ends, rather waits
for uncalled rain, it's hard
to explain to them, that
life has some
numbered
days
and those moments desire the
process of molding, from
Jack stone to pearl!
Even knowing
that the
the oyster – heart isn't easily existed,
however, the search goes
on - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

TOWARD THE DAWN - -

Life wants to proceed in every condition,
let the storm should go back to
elsewhere, where the
dreams broken,
from same
point
a new era begins again, the candles of -
midnight, and the ray of blessing,
the morning will fill the colors
again in the half bloom
tender flowers,
though
the path is full of brume, nevertheless -
life searches the promised land
of peace and love - -
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL

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THE TANGLED KNOT - -

You couldn't understand my heart,
summary of emotions remained
incomplete, actually that's
not your mistake,
there's
usually a delay in recognizing, and -
we lose the rare affection, often
it happens, the real moonlit
Beauty existed on the
courtyard, but
vision
goes toward the factitious shadow!
And that missing edge of life
gives twinge frequently,
the flow of life
never
stops, it searches new fringes, and -
fills the emptiness with natural
way, when we understand
the value of true love,
it's too late, the
lost moments
never return, the permanent - -
absence of someone remains
in the heart, with the knot of
regret - -

* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL

THE FUTURE CAVE

Nothing would remain forever,
Then why too many questions
the crown of the season has no
permanent residence, do not
send the letters by crazy winds,

Colors change every moment
pollination has no boundaries
emotions were bubbles, dreams
anthology of beloved faces
just keep in the eyes, making
the album of life is not so easier,

Clouds kissed the ocean waves
or waves submitted the whole life,
riddles were defeated by destiny
the milk converted into curd, its
not possible to go back again,

The elements' definition is the final
origin has decided on the terminus,
On the way, there are beautiful halts,
the destination is a strange milestone,
we have sowed the love seeds,
what's hidden in the future cave,
Does someone have a miracle power
 to predict?
- - SHANTANU SANYAL

THE PERFECTION - -

A stream unknown, which flows towards
the sea line, maybe, the concealed
source exists in your eyes,
but mind searches
in the misty
valleys,
on the surface of the heart, a sensitive - - -
dream floats with a velvety touch,
in the mystic darkness!
Your love reveals
the meaning
of life,  
often, the persona chases farthermost,
a strange perception gradually
becomes the silvery bird
of aliphatic moonlight,
recites the verse
of immortal
bond,
the entire universe looks comprised in the
palm, life proceeds towards the
accomplishment - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
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TOWARDS THE PATH OF ALTAR - -

In this unblinking moment, you're 

becoming the paused breath
of decades, and I am
searching the
land of
rain shadow below your eyelashes!
in this fuzzy light of evening.
When you're the branch of
nocturnal bloom, then
I'm searching
some cell
of immortal fragrance, to hide in my
inner chest, when the darkness
is spreading in the groves
of screw pine, you're
then the extinct
snakegem !
and 
In that moment, I'm the antidote, the amour.
Poultice makes me toxin free
Man, slowly, my persona
dissolves in your
love - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL