on the surface of foothill pond
you existed in the lotus bloom
emotional mist touches the tip
floating leaves keep rain drops
childish heart desires to pluck
the flower, muddy edge do not
permit, sun rised above peak
morning smiles with golden way
I stayed for sometimes near
the edge of pond, shadow reminded
time is over, try again later.

Inner darkness illuminated
whole the cosmos is srinkaged
into the depth of two dove eyes
tonight galaxies twisted the ego
I decorated the series of glow
on the edges of adoration, an
extinct river wants to submerge
the dreams of flowering valley
Tonight sky is inclined to scatter
the stars on the path of your life.
-- shantanu sanyal

ANCIENT BRIDGE

i awaited on the ancient bridge
talked with algue, broken bricks
crackes were breathing the last
wild creepers have climbed through
the pillars to touch the sky, its
evening, said me something in
low sound, that river had once
a vast, deep aquatic life, days have
to passed, sands are remained
its different, once you had a big
moisturized eyes and i had the
imiginations to cross the oceans
how to show, waves of life
still desires to emerge the edges.
-- shantanu sanyal

do not ask my friend
how was my life after
you left over my fingers
i searched in all the faces
crowds laugh on me
i called your name
echoes missed the way
touched the raindrops
when i opened my eyes
smokes covered the mountains
dreams have been lost the way
but flowers didnt forget to bloom

-- shantanu sanyal

perception

its different perception
i looked you in the reflection
of water, first ray of sunlight
stream was stable though your
image floated over, the pure smile
scattered in the green environment
flowers were bloomed in vivid colours
fragrances filled the heart with new
freshness, as dreams began to fly
its love or butterfly -- i do not know?
-- shantanu sanyal

THE GIFT OF ADORATION

as an octopus, relations changed

its color, camouflaged the persona,

convoluted, ersatz characters are

the part of life, how to release from

the web, thats the real question,

today your destiny touches the sky

robust wings, not so everlasting,

may be next moment, unable to fly

tried to satisfy everybody, at last

eyes were moisturised, nothing to

say in the journey of life,who and

how some one would be the best

companion, in the way, stoppages

are inevitable, changing of seasons

is thw absolute truth, nobody could

predict the mood of cloudy sky,

in th flowering valley anonymous

blossoms completed the circle

of life, dried after fragranced the

ecosystem, memories changed

and became the beautiful dreams,

in wings of butterflies, i

have written the poetries of love

may be you touched, some marks

remained on fingers, some wiped

away by the waterfalls of life,

some droplets of smile, or few

crystals of eyes, i collected, in my

possession nothing is left to give

you, my friend as the gift of adoration.

-- shantanu sanyal

the sanctuary

the sanctuary given by you in the

torrential rainy night of monsoon,

knowingly that i am a soldier of

rival country, applied the medicine

on my multiple wounds, i had seen

the flow of benevolence in your

eyes, my hostility changed the path,

in the morning, allegation raised

by the monastery, they declared you

as traitor, i had looked a divine light

in your innocent face, you accepted

silently the venom bowl, but did not

disclose my hide out, my died ethics

woke up, i surrendered my self before

the mass, i recited-

buddham sharnam gachhami

shangam sharnam gachhami

after that i observed your image

remained in the heart forever -

-- shantanu sanyal

COMPROMISES

1

heart is reached in some distinct

stranger habitat, something unique

untouched territory of nature,

cloudy mountains, lush green jungle

i could hear the sound of waterfalls,

from far away, virgin wild flowers

intact aroma flying in the gentle wind

creepers trying to climb the tree

falling down again and again, as wind

touching the tender stem softly but

delicate emotions desire to embrace

the awning, here life is free from all

the relations, just wants to exposed

the hidden ambitions, my heart wants

to say loudly - i am wild, do not touch me .

2

the inclined life, as the soft winter noon,

contacts were bloomed, in the morning

i had recieved fragranced greetings, how

to say, dreams are ended in the horizon,

your weary face waits for new creations,

i would be happy, night lilies will bloom,

evening says- just keep some little space

in the heart, sunflowers nodded the stems,

may be darkness has a longer expedition

i know, but somewhere dawn is awaited

in your closeness life revives beautifully.

3

do not ask to me, how the bridge

is collapsed, soundless, slowly the

city of blessing sunk into the gulf

raising hands of emotion couldnt

reach to the life boats, you were far

away, near the edge, i accepted the

destiny, and hidden myself forever

i found peace, a silence benieth

thanks to you, for leaving the hand

dream is broken before the dawn.

4

subversive flow of a torrent

eroded the rocky bank, later

you compromised with me

though the beautiful moments are

no longer remained in the eyes,

life looks across the memories

you image mixed in to the

speedy waves, residues changed

the colors, i pathched the emotion,

any how, once you loved to me

i shunned, touching the old pages

let it extinct itself in lap of time.

-- shantanu sanyal

SOMETIMES

1

seismic behavior is very easy to

tear down the beautiful creations,

formation of elegant, nimble art

needed a prolong dedication, as

consecutive emotions go through

to love a symbol,face for decades

statue becomes live before the faith

why not the living organism to be

tamed, love has the solution, just

apply that, wilderness has not only

one sided, softness is always hidden

under the aggression, explore the

profundity of the termoil ocean,

precious gems are abundant in the

heart,loving touch is essential to

get the extraction of perfumes,

blossom desires caring hands,

2

silence sometimes says numerous

a smoke goes up, makes obscure

sequence of reality appears itself,

in the darkness pain increases axis

mirror becomes active, secrets go

through the depth of heart, egos

challenge the persona,the soul wants

liberation from the pseudo image,

answering to own, is the most difficult

process, but it s needed sometimes

self purification brings the winter

with marvelous blossom of thought,

perception of love has no boundary

i never tried to make it limited, narrow

that's your determination,how to

describe the depth of emotion,

-- shantanu sanyal
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

ETERNAL LOVE

ancient exodous taught us

to live in peace,adoration

near the bank of the life river,

migration brought us closer to

each other, to feel the pain,

whirlwind silently moved to

some other direction, a will

among us sustained, we made

the new shelters, persistently

emotional planta were grown,

dreams decorated to desires

leaves, buds, flowers emerged

we exchanged the eye dialects

touched the heart with love,

later created the perfumed land

with beautiful colors, flavors

imiginations were converted

on the reality, sparrows were

inspired, accepted co-existence,

moon pleased, dispersed the

milky light with full generosity,

since i searched your image in

side the eternal depth of heart,

-- shantanu sanyal