the dream

the grace of nature appeals
i worshiped your beautiful eyes
the brief of life inhabited on
the dark edges, i illuminated
my day and night to loving you,
the sound of soft walking, feels
the nectar dripping from the
wild purple,canopy blossom,
the lips seems like two rivers
are restless to mingle the emotions,
the gorgeous delicate appearance
breaks my passion in installments,
the flowering smiles misguides the
the travelers to find the destination,
each and every angle are enfolded
with the reflection of rainbow, your
persona is ornamented by precious
blessings of angels, i fear to touch,
a glassy beautiful walking dream is
surfaced on the earth, after looking
the painters are speechless, brush
and colors confronted in mute, the
moments paused itself, sun waits,
requests for rotation, for survival.

--- shantanu sanyal

the perception

the limit of my imagination is
glassy, breakable, i did not fence
the surrounds, let the dreams
shelter, grow, bloom and scatter
i contended whenever you had
defeated me, its creates some
more space for self realization,
just like a kid s victory, knowingly
loosing the game has unique zeal,
the graph of life goes through the
various face, lines had no regrets,
your love is on the tip of thorn
as dew droplet shines in dawn,
my devotion rests on the dry leaf,
let the fresh wind push love, down
heart would be surfaced in a moment
i waited since the creation of cosmos,
to, absorb the outburst of submission,

--- shantanu sanyal

The desert lilies

those all days did not stay longer
before the sun set the pale light
explained the dilution of relation,
i still keep your shadow on the
balcony s flowering weak plants,
i checked almost every day to
them, may be one day, would
be some flamboyant changes,
the conversion between the
buds and butterflies, i did not
guess, something is lacking to
bloom the dream,i tried my best,
the agreement failed as we were
delayed to know each other,
the separation was painful as
we trimmed the stem to bloom
the widespread winter blossom,

only desert lilies survived in the
evening, thats your favorite flower,
i looked your face, dissolved in the
moon, sudden glow is increased,
now night looks more transparent.
-- shantanu sanyal

The love

obsession made me offensive
declared my love for you,they
pelted stones, abused, punished
it was their verdict, i left off them
bleeding forehead had the miracle
i accepted life after the death,
my persona was the dropped bloom
hatred created me majestic icon,
thorny circlet explained me divinity
i lost the extreme pain s gravity,
my love was the ever lasting soul,
whole the cosmos concluded in
a moment,i looked my reflection in
your eyes,floating on the tear drops.
--- shantanu sanyal

the hill station

1
bonfire burnt,facing to each other
night engulfed slowly, splashed the
silent moments, half moon of sky
scattered the wet light, mountains
might be concerned about the hide
and seek of wilderness, continued
the game of the prey and predator,
trees were the only mum witness.
2

morning bathed with honey of wild
blooms,birds twittering in new songs
the fresh wind desired to play with
your curly hairs,flowers unfolded the
delicate petals,inclined eyelashes had
some dew droplets, gift of night glee,
bonfire had been converted in cold
ashes, some moth, dragon fly wings
were scattered, ending of short saga.
3
as a coin, life has divided the ecstasy
in two parts, again the destiny s victory,
hill station had many secrets wrapped
in the mist,only thats are among us
trees, you and me -concealed moments
let keep some balance for next visit.
--- shantanu sanyal

the glimmering flow

since infinite era, the glimmering flow
is continued on its way through the heart
as a thirst to swallow the outer darkness
repeated birth of desires accumulated
we do not know the ultimate destination
anthology of compassion,didnt allow
often, to trust the nearest person, its
normal, researching the unknown trails
in life is an adventurous task,but we
love it to go through, unpredicted result
has its own glamour,its raining, before
few moments the dale was silent but
burning inside, i didnt look back though
you reminded, that some one is calling
disparately, whole the life the lost voice
chased me,external darkness is easy to
 illuminate,whole the cosmos would be
near you, rising sun looks beautiful,
it s difficult to switch over the inner clouds.
--- shantanu sanyal

THE DECISION

here i shaded off my egos, tonight
i m going to change my fins, scales
cutting the fangs, hidden nails, canines
let me alter the dreadful my  look
its moment to self enlightenment, just
wait before touching my perception,
exquisite your body acquired sandal
seasonal all flowers scattered perfumes
angel kissed your heart in passion,
let me humanize first, do not step near
me, as smell of wilderness would be
diluted to the purity of adoration,
just wait for some while, let the reflection
allow me to touch your submission,
the process desires some more periods
here let me to see my image in the
mirror, exposed completely to compare
my persona with you, i do not want
to betray, please try to look me in the
broad day light, darkness has different
tale, a invisible line divides, between the
lust and love, i left the decision on you.
-- shantanu sanyal

The ox bow lake

as a solitary ox bow lake, in the peak
summer, quench the thirst of wilderness
stable unwavering surface of heart is
shivered sometimes, sudden sound makes
the life miserable, knee deep water
does not support to save the herbivores,
did you read the emotions? deer eyes
look beautiful, dark lined, moisturized
big eye lashes, nightmarish all the time
insecurity trims the wings of dreams,
the little sensation creates the panic,
observed the sentiments of isolated
slum dwellers, unknown face of brothels
disfigured walls of life had many tales,
the street children searched the shelter
in the extreme winter for one night only
in the midnight you kept the face on
my chest and remarked- you have no
romantic sense, how to explain dear,
the river has some hidden valleys too,
sometime why we become oxbow lake ?

-- shantanu sanyal

we knitted the dreams of love

 

 

we knitted the dreams of love

the oceanic high waves break egos-
all
arrogance disperses on the shoreline,
the prehistoric rocks smile all the time,
physical erosion is the part of life, just
the wild stream flows
since decades -
on the surface of granite, creates canals
falling from the
peak, seven colors make
the pleasant moments on the hearts-
here once we
knitted the dreams of love,
web of desires might be broken, but
the
delicate threads of relations is still
breathing, true adoration never
dies,
echoes of all the sweet moments of life
reminds me, you are in my
heart, planet
is bloomed whenever you smiled near
or far away a rhythm
traveled between
us, somewhere you are waiting for me,
i can feel your
presence everywhere,
inclined clouds, mystic dense forest
mysterious
climbers embracing the trees
the unfolding tender leaves, flowers
just
like your graceful face reflects, the
first new born ray is touching
on
sleeping moisturized the grassland,
the seeds of dreams hidden, under
the
residues of wounded emotions,perhaps
one day the oceanic waves would
be calm.
- shantanu sanyal