the purity of love

in inadequate lights sometimes
strange plants challenge the
survival of life, they grow numerous
invisible branches to get moisture
i learnt the art of winning the heart
in the life triumph was not the last
pleasure, we shared the looser s
pains too, just changing the reflection
recognition is not a prestigious point
i felt happiness in the lost faces too,
your love says me consistently that
image never betray the perception
no matter medium is water or mirror
in the race of life i hold you because
i knew you never to be allowed to push

me down, the loyalty chained you with
my individuality, the purity of love
has various sky, blues are only outer
--- shantanu sanyal

REBORN MOMENTS

lost the path after the midnight
mass, carol singing was over, in
the meeting points of earth and sky
the strange star was disappeared
we had reached in the different world
in the genesis of adoration, the
Christmas morning blessed with
new gift of tender, delicate silky dreams
in the dim, misty valley we sat down
beneath the wooden bridge for a
moment, keeping inclined necks to
each others shoulders, the closed
eyes had the beautiful world of love,
the sweet breeze from stream sprinkled
honey dipped flowers on our persona,
we walked holding hands to far away
church, temples, stairs of myth, all were
left behind, the hundreds Hanukkah blazed
the darkness of life defeated by love
the unknown trails welcomed us with
exquisite blossoms of heaven, here we  lost
the all religious doctrines, dogmas, symbols
liberated from the suffocated fence of
definition, unidentified object is insignificant
in these moments we reborn -------

--- shantanu sanyal

THE INCLINED TWILIGHT

red roses were decorated, candles burnt
cafe is delighted with music of life
the twilight fragrance with affection
neon lights filled the color of ecstasy,
you did not arrive, i waited till midnight
roses had many tales but could not say
music played in the nerves of moment
candles burnt speechlessly till the last melt,
the perfumes fused itself on the chest
the evening returned back with hurt emotions
colored light had been slept in the horizons,
night had offered me vigorously the wine
dwindling steps reminded me, the dream is
broken, stripped bleeding persona looking
now mirror, whole the body has pierced
in love, endless night, a challenge to travel
on the burning trails of wild blaze ---

-- shantanu sanyal

ASTRAL FLOWERS

tonight prophecy of Nostradamus has
failed, astral flowers bloomed on your
silky hairs,blue moon appeared in your
eyes, Omar Khayyam s poetries are
squashed in your heart, in the moon glow
i looked a dream becoming the reality of
mysterious, Egyptian non deciphered sign,
tonight whole the planet wants to pray you
its a competition, everybody exhibits the
intensity of love,how to show my eternal
emotions, i lost the words of appreciations,
tonight is blessed by angles, mystical touches
i have nothing to offer apart the beauty of
soul,you are the only icon, i worshiped every
birth, tonight my destiny would be snatched
to you from the gate of paradise, its moments

i could be accepted the  weird bowl of venom
-- shantanu sanyal

RADICAL MOMENTS

voyaging the charming physical path, we
we had the equally sharing some covenants,
the darkness forced us to explore the
hidden untouched destination of many
bizarre but dazzling honey spots,
lifting the contentment moments
by the lips, fingers, eyelashes, toes or
speechless deep observations by breath
whatever media, we reached up to heart,
window panes were opaque or the
obvious, does not matter after the extreme
desire, wilderness has no curtains,
flowers scattered the nectar, over flowed
though bees were belated arrivals,
here nature keeps continue exchange
of love, corporal fragrance flies in the
winds, encirclement of our relation
had the beauty of Eden, unknown but
charismatic pleasures ignited the inner
flames, nothing is unethically steps
barren valleys have dreams too, they
wished the rampant rains and clouds -
touched the mountain peaks, streams
have been converted the violent rivers,
the night after nights, endless travelling
through each other s persona we became
addicted of love, passionated to submerge

the life in the flood of radical moments,
--- shantanu sanyal

SAND CASTLES

sandcastles, once we made on the
 the edge of life, mutual touch to each
 other s internal planets, the common
secrets were buried under the heart
periodic high low tidal waves had passed
so many times emotion overlapped
the passion of darkness, washed away
the layers of artificial covers, or we

removed the hesitations through easily
the submerging dreams had have some
graceful feelings, some times in the life
heart desires to submit completeness
to someone, who dominates with high
sky touching waves, soul becomes  yacht,
playing on the blue ocean s vast chest
we have forgot the fear of dark clouds
here no more regret of sinking boats
sometimes the corporal planet becomes
the floating strange beautiful islands,
--- shantanu sanyal

MID NIGHT DREAM

why you wake me in the midnight
the dreams were tender, immature
wandering carelessly in dense forest,
why you hugged me in intense way
just now flowers filled my perception
with passionate aroma of wild bloom,
why you kissed me with agitated lips
before few moments, mist moisturized
my face with millions tiny soft petals,
why you submerged me in the chest
a minute ago i was a liberated river of
gradient, flowing towards the deep sea,
why you enclosed my body in muscles
before some seconds i bloomed from
the bud, fragrances are in the heart,
why you twisted my persona vigorously
just wait,let me recollect the broken
dreams, season is not a term of a night
as your desires, to excavate the subtle
emotions,do not waste the yearning

let me wake up myself with volcanic way.
---- shantanu sanyal

dramatic look

the crowd did not allow you
or you have performed the
the beautiful dramatic look i
called continuously your name
echoes explained , the truth

stars displayed the color of sky
in the life s exhibition hall
some portraits remained as
unsung martyr  of wars, nobody
waits for left over travelers
in the zenith a phobia is existed
all the time, ground floor dreams
might be unpleasant but it has
deep rooted firm bricks of furnace
the ruined temple of by gone era
do not fear the tropical storms
inner earthen lamp burns persistently
here survival it self becomes
the way to find new horizons.
--- shantanu sanyal

natural phenomenon

repulsive is my look the mirror said
external version is not the final truth
among the flesh, bones, blood, saliva
the beautiful planet inhales the life
emotions have no discriminations

mirror ignored the internal flow, its
not my mistake that you pushed me in
the corner of ruined, rejected planet
heart produced the rare blossom
its the world of beautiful lotus, lilies
for a while let me love to my friend
dreams are not created for only you
its natural phenomenon let it liberate
--- shantanu sanyal

the sky looks smaller

injured feelings sometimes shows
the way to love everybody, its a self
assessment that others have pain too
the sky is dark today let the clouds
melt down my chest is unfolded in
a way that i could be absorbed all the
vaporized tear drops, depressions
moisturized roses opened the petals
somewhere my failures in life says
weak beam is sufficient to bloom the
neglected, deserted, wild blooms

its beautiful experience to feel your
presence, how much is cherished
its not a matter about the intensity of
love, the passion to see the smiles
on the faces is my destination of life
here i feel the comprehensiveness
the sky looks smaller in those moments.
--- shantanu sanyal