BENEATH THE SKY

beneath the mammoth banyan tree, the
darkness of evening and the terracotta
lamp, shares some hidden truth of life,
the land of canopy meanwhile, busy in
loud conversation,about sharing the bed,

in  nearby hamlet the breath of relation,
searches horizons to create the dreams,
in this rare moments we are sitting near
the river bank, the evening sky had left
some glittery color shades of butterflies,
in your gorgeous face, as the full moon
rises amongst the dark clouds, the life
sparkles in your eyeballs, for sometimes,

the silent between us tells love stories, we
walk on the silvery wet sand or on the
stars ! the wind of autumn fills the space
unknown delicate scent of the heart
creates the romantic mist in the wilderness,

the trails of passion go through lips to
soul, in these periods we miss the planet,
in the distance the birds are now silent,
the smokes of roofs have been condensed,
the moon has contributes superfluous glow
we have been lost each other s arms on the
rocks, do not call us from the far away dawn!
let us sleep for decades under the sky for
infinite, as we do not want to go back more!

-SHANTANU SANYAL

SELF WINNING

unanswered enigma, image floats on
the wall of life, i searched the existence
of true love in the algae of seepage,you
created the abstract structure on canvas
and said, here is hallucination or mirage,

 get the missing link of  love everlasting,
i could not believe the veracity that after
sharing the one roof whole the life, why
heart is remained thirsty, actually the
hidden roots of desires travel subversive,
makes the burrows through the mind,

persona does not accept the realism of
corporal dismissal for winning the world,
here the wrangle of thought are born,
the human psychology is complicated, we
want to stay whole the life as a headline,
for magnetism, emotions turns into text-
surfer of vivid colors, to revealing the value
sometimes we cross the limit of passion,

its not so easy my friend to follow the path
of internal winning, the rare phenomenon
is myth or another way of becoming Alexander?
but realism says if you feel the love in
the heart, it meant dreams might be fulfilled,
one day, self searching is the only way
to reach the truth of divine adoration, here
art of acting should be die, for new birth of life.

--- SHANTANU SANYAL

painting by - Budhaditya Banerjee

FRAGILE EMOTIONS !

amid us there was some compliant
the allegiance to love each other, but
beaker has to break one day, writing
fragile! handle carefully, was annulled,

exquisite sundown does not think all
about the crack or rift of the earth, it
has to spread out the beautiful colors,
in this juncture of send off the relation
i could see some infant dreams into your
pretty big eyes, nothing is immoral if
heart does not desire to love me more,

glimmer of future appears in your smile
gloominess is diluted, the pale body odor
substituted by the the third person, the print
of kisses are now part of history, breathing
says, you released gladly, enhanced adieu
walking together for some distance was
not so bad, i feel out of suffocation too,

window panes became now crystal clear
the twisted emotions changed straight,
in this last meeting, i do not to hide
secret, after deserted by you, i am in love!
to someone, here exchanging is equal ,
i am sorry to say it but i have to survive
so good  bye my dear friend!twilight is
ended, night is calling us from separated
paths, dreams have no more monopoly -

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE COMPLIANCE

tale of that stormy dark night, filled
the fascination in the life, astonishing
relation was developed in the darkness,
for those moments we had removed the
desolations of life, did you remember the
sound of thunder and lighting of thick-
clouds, shrinkage the space between us,

the thrilling experience brought on the
land of unexpected happiness, inclusive
moment of love, we revealed the body,
the untouched tip of passion pulled into
the bottom of tremendous internal beauty,

however whole the city was under the
breakdown of electricity, in the wet wind
we loved to each other, illuminated the
heart, traveled through the primordial trails,
we felt that millions corporal bulbs were
had been burst out with the various flow
and life was submerged into mass fragrance,

stimulating togetherness, intense desires,
have generated the immortal bonding of two
different persona, converted to unbreakable
element, that night questioned us how much
time do you required, after getting our answer,
night replied- for your love i am agree to
adopt everlasting, wish the wide compliances!
-- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE END OF NIGHT

the evaluation of life does not wait
for approval by the beloved ones, its
too late my friend to consider the
value of love, when the desire is dead
someone offered the nice cuisine!

numerous times it is happened, in the
beauty of spring ever one searched
the beautiful flowers, but no one cares
the dried pale leaves in the autumn,
the world moves around the rising sun
worshiper, evening stars have short life
their existence or extinct is extraneous,

the door was opened as usual since
a long time,glows had no time to visit,
indoor plants dried up though there was
no lack of tear drops, the old eyes waited
day and night to see a glance of bliss,
when someone appeared before the easy-
chair, eyes had no more the brightness,

no complain to nightfall further, it tried
all the best to fill the fragrance in the life,
the lines of palm betrayed me, isolation-
was only my dear in long gloominess,
the breathing feel still that in the sky, moon
is travelling alone with wide smile, the
night lilies are gazing to grasp the dreams,
i have very less to say in this end of night!

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE FLOATING TRUST

why zilch remained in the space of the
life, i tried to fill all splendors in
your heart, borrowed the vivid colors
from the flowers, coral reefs, gems
my feelings were laid on the coast sand as
shells of oysters, after deletion the pearls,

like a cuckoo, you did not think once
dreams were left by you redundant,
on the nest of burning arid my chest,
is it painless, that emotion migrated? and
you did not desire to deem for a moment,

in the orb of affection the dream slept
when the dawn appeared it tried to fly but
your rebuff is turned the life, this crow
stance! made susceptible, wing fell down,

the love has asphyxiated, i do not know
how and when the gulf is urbanized, and
the boat of affiliation is sank near the edge,
the moonless night, i am standing alone
looking the gloomy sky, somewhere your
memoirs are breaking in the thunderous glow,

in the chilly wind, cyclone is now searching
the prey for its thirst of disaster, but far
away, the dark sky is touching to the waves
the reflection of love raising the hands to
get the ray, the feeble trust floating on the
aquatic surface, sun still hidden in the valley!

--- SHANTANU SANYAL 

WHOLE THE NIGHT

melancholy moments, raining sky
whole the night, missing you my
heart, moon is floating on the blues,
the game of sink and emerge, dream
passed dwindling on the edge of glass,

tuber roses had no curiosity to bloom
alone bird sung or cry all over night,
knocking the door in the vicinity, i felt
you were waiting on the stairs for me,

laying on the ground numerous flowers
the speedy wind shattered the emotion,
i came back from the portico, did not
get any clue, your fragrance replaced the
life by new feelings but glooming heart,

i gazed continuous the hazy sky, seen the
poetry was bleeding hysterically whole the
night, clouds might be melted consistently
the cosmos sank into the profound valley,
i wept silently, hiding face whole the night,

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

IN THE FLOW OF LOVE

from far away the mountains look
beautiful just like the dream on the
blue canvas, it s needed in the life too,
the flow of crowds becomes the river
whenever you sat near me, i found
the shadow blooming tress into
the profound of your big dove eyes,

life emerged from sweet voice, whenever
you whispered the song of Tagore, the
coastline forgets the pain of erosions,
the big rocks of island in these moments
desires to immerse himself into the depth,

the smoky sky suddenly looks more
gorgeous, decorated with love crystals,
in the corner of economical restaurant,
i prefer to abolish whole the depression,

perhaps, here we travel in the land of
dream without walking on the surface,
in the sound pollution we never faced
the problem to hear the heart beatings,

no candles, no flower vase, no greetings
we celebrated the occasion of beautiful
twilight, though the sun have set or moon
rise, who cares, we traveled silently miles
 holding the hands, we disappeared
in the crowd of metro, destination unknown!
----SHANTANU SANYAL

THE HOLLOW PLEDGE

flicker of affection was not so eternal
occasionally we surfed on the emotions,
the hollow pledge before the deities was
the part of endearing the heart, acting
and sacrificing were supplemented to each
other, revolutionary thoughts were empty,

i knew the face in the crowd, who declared
the crusader himself, in the darkness that
well known look deal the business of broker,
they sold every thing including the soul for
some money, i had no other way to accept
the defeat, the friend or foe, do not ask
the definition, i have also seen the world,

the hunger, insult, exploitation, malign ---
stamped on the body, do you want to see!
how did you reach in the first place ?
nothing is hidden as you were behind me,
eyes had witnessed you nakedness, it s hard
my friend to escape from reality s landscape,

your book of socialism, humanism, equalizer
of society, i read whole the life, that s reason
i am in the prison and news paper says -
you are busy to inaugurate your son s new
company, i have experience, my dear, in the
bad times the shadow leaves the body, you
are so called human being, if there would be
spare time, just meet me, i will show you,  cursed
bleeding heart, with lot of cancer, breathing yet!

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

INTERNAL IMAGE

please do not make the complications
let my mind innocent as a fawn,
the philosophy of life should be
obvious, transparent, my delicate faith
denied the twisted web of prophecies,

you can not sculpt the statues by
avoiding the truth , the science of
survival is not the imaginary poetries,
the inner or outer hunger is born natural
doctrines of the sky could not changed,

death is not the ultimate destination
life itself has to travel across the realities,
some desires are born each and every
moment, some died before the adulthood,
the psychology of mind has no limit
you could not cage it in the law of logic,

for some extend books help us to
explore the planet, but solutions are
not the final, research of life is not so
easy, experience and dreams are the
parallel lines go together up to horizon,

what is going in the perception of mind?
answers are hidden in the heart, your
presumption might be completely wrong,
let the flower bloom itself, by force
opening the petals is dangerous, it would
be damage the internal, outer beauties,
---- SHANTANU SANYAL