THE BROKEN BREATH

I know, the deserted sky, pain of night
dried lips, blinking tear drops in corner
of eyes, demolished lines of dwellings -
everlasting miseries of life, numerous
faces gazing towards blazing horizon!
the pathetic screams pierced silence
of darkness, I search the peace of mind
only in your proximity, how to snub the
truth of survival, knowing that death is
certain one day, tonight my desires say
the morning would be not cruel, dream
to see the thriving flora, smiling faces

I tried to get the refuge beneath your
lips, eyelashes, as a fetus inhales to see
the universe, loved you, criticized too!
this feeling that I am near to your heart
never let me to die, though destiny s
crucifixion always tried to detach soul!
in the sinking vessel of life I hold your
hand, tried to rescue from the swirling
waves of emotion, I do not know the
invisible crusader goes through your
body, brings me unexpectedly on the
land of new germinated tender leaves!
the flouting breath gets life consistently.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE GOLDEN CAGE

The wild fire burns in a sequence from
one mountain to other, looks beautiful
behind its remained the trails of residues
somewhere under the soot covered
soil, a dream waits for monsoon, shoot
of cane suddenly appears in the first
rain, the lilac wild spiny bloom fills the
zero space of life, tiny several streams
forms the fanatical river, erosion of
banks goes rapidly, the tall tree looks
towards the destiny, persistent layers
of clouds do not want to move from
the chest of sky, moon suffocates whole
the night, the dawn has its own priority
darkness of life chases its own shade
ubder the feet was hidden source of
spring, heart becomes the black buck
runs consistently on the arid land of
desires, mind creates the web of mirage
the glass shelves are decorated with exotic
books of philosophies, fire, wind, earth
ocean all together attacked my planet
I was vulnerable, muscles, bones, beauty
passion, around the nucleus of abdomen!
on the pyre, the golden cage melted to ash
I could not saved my masculine beauty !
  ----- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE INFINITE SPECTRUM

The spectrum of your beauty travels through
the wavelength of the heart with mauve, as
colors play on the dendrite surface of the
amethyst, irregular lines of emotion carry
the wordless saga of our proximity unfolds the
prude behavior is hidden within the depth of
mind, perception forbid always to erupt!

This stable breathing creates artistic beauty
of love, I do not desire to break the dream
of the premature morning, just you remained
on the chest in the form of crystalline dew drops!

The mirror reflects hastily
I hide you, as infinite radiance into the
the internal profundity of heart, the victorious
The smile on your face brings me into the world of
romanticism, in this misty beautiful valley
you look like a celestial creature flying with
apparent wings above the painted clouds!
Dreams are falling down draped by snowy
touch, blooms are impatient to unfold the
glassy your persona, by scatter down!

Your agitated emotions embraced me in a
manner, I overlooked to stretched my arms
It's raining, or love submerged my life, often
I walk around in the circle of passion, often
you emerge by a large spectrum of mystery!

-  SHANTANU SANYAL

A MOTH OF THE FULL MOON NIGHT

Aquatint your love reappeared around
the corona, full moon occupied, tonight
the breathing space looks as limited, thin
hard to avoid the amalgam of emotion!
fragile layers of magma has hidden the
wine red ignition, smoky atmosphere,
though moon light is playing hide -seek
among the vista, let me grow little bit
to touch your soul, do not turn down my
devotion to look you as a Venus fly- traps!
this veracious character magnetized my
life, you cross the viaduct of extreme love
let me disperse the affection as a moth of
one night, before covering the silvery circle
by the gypsy clouds, confine me in your
cornea, do not unfold the eyelashes tonight,
I afraid, the gentle wind would steal away the
the ceaseless fragrance of precious adoration,
anonymous flowers on the terrains of life
rarely blooms let me keep you vigilantly
in the vase of muscles, bones, blood, gasp!
organize yourself in a way to decorate my
life I do not want a single hair thin bruise in
your blooming persona, just enter through
the coronary artery, in absolute submission!
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

ON THE ANCIENT BRIDGE

Not easy to hide the tidemark, you left-
over the marshland on the heart, abundantly
green blades fervor desires to touch
the underground emotions, how to pass
through the narrow channel, towering grass!
the boat of serenity could not moved, as
you have taken away the sailing oomph of
life, in the intense night, the moon s gentle
touch, failed to make magic on masculine
structure of flames, static body or yacht!
I tried to escape from this enigma of love
navigated through dream to land of sleep,
over and over I reached in the flow of your
dazzling eyes, I could not sleep a moment!
pyramidal thought looked you as Nile -
far away illuminating by reflection of stars,
feeling turned gondolas of Venetian canal!
moving from one end to other repeatedly,
I saw, on the medieval bridge, you in relaxing
mood, looking down the stable waves, with
curiosity, silently, as my bare body was floating
on the flames of passion, colors of poetries
tying to over come my agitation, the sweat
drops of your forehead dripping one by one
as ivy leaves giving the life by dew, to weeds
from tidal waves to mouth of Mediterranean
my love desired to submerge your persona!
---- shantanu sanyal 

THE UNSOLVED EQUATION

Symbiosis feeling brings us nearer to heart
here we left over the space for egotism
sharing the life of each other not possible
but there is middle path always, apart from
corporal quarry, other aspects appeals too,
a feeling that you love me beyond any
expectation, I love you  more than life, the
bridge between the two people is not
essential ends on the poles of physical ecstasy!
sometimes you get hurt I feel pain, in the
extreme adoration mind loss the planet, an
image every moment overlaps persona, life
senses a mystical perception, a thin line of
spirituality peeps in the depth of relationship!
gender, colors, status, ugly or beautiful all
taxonomy in this state, becomes worthless,
actually in this absolute level I feel your body
the part of me, how to hurt myself, a question
prohibit always to betray to allegiance, and
the bridge remains intact, trust becomes
stronger day by day, sharing to each others
emotions become easier, when heart, brains
stabilized peacefully, our steps go to colorful
horizon, life regains the freshness, entirety!
the sun looks different moon rises from sea
instead blues, stars hides under the wings of
fireflies, mosaic colors emerge from the
snow caved mountains, heart wants to love
you beyond  the cosmos again and again !
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

Selena-Ena Art 

OLTRE LA DESCRIZIONE

Anche se il cielo stanotte è ingioiellata con

colossale stelle, galassie, nebulose, celeste

fiori, la luna non c'era, ma souk di

entusiasmo ha detto che non s la fine della vita -

silenziosamente si avvicinava la respirazione, la

spazio periferico iniziato brillante, strano

oggetto ingrandito in un modo che ho potuto vedere

la destinazione attraverso la vostra colomba occhi!

Ho preso lentamente, allungando la mano destra per

la tua persona, la stella immersione rimasto per

alcuni momenti, i sogni emerse da

le tue labbra tremanti sotto forma di cluster

gelsomino, la fragranza pura riempito piacevole,

spazio cifra, lo scambio di emozioni ha

finalmente rilassato come onde rigido capitolato

sulla superficie husky di costa, la

schiume deliziato sono stati raccolti da cuori!

Insieme alla deriva creato affascinante

legame della nostra correlazione, il senza luna

notte, come abbiamo guardato con intensità Starling!

le nuvole grigie gradualmente miscelato con

tocco d'argento, li cominciò a galleggiante verso

est, ho trovato milioni di vita erano

aumento dei loro piccoli baccelli di spargere il nettare!

Ho guardato oltre la descrizione il tuo sorriso.

---- Shantanu Sanyal

BEYOND THE DESCRIPTION

Albeit tonight sky has bejeweled with
colossal stars, galaxy, nebulas, celestial
flowers, moon was not there but souk of
enthusiasm said it s not the end of life -
silently you came near the breathing, the
outlying space started shining, strange
object zoomed in a way that I could see
the destination trough your dove eyes!
I seized slowly, stretching right hand to
your persona, the dipping star stayed for
few moments, dreams emerged from
your shivering lips in form of clustered
jasmine, sheer fragrance filled leisurely,

cipher space, exchange of emotion had
relaxed at last as rigid waves capitulated
on the husky surface of shoreline, the
delighted foams were collected by hearts!
drifting togetherness created charming
bonding of our correlation, the moonless
night, as we gazed with starling intensity!
the gray clouds gradually mixed with
silver touch, began them to floating towards
the east, I found million of life were
raising their tiny pods to scatter the nectar!
I looked beyond the description your smile.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE RIDDLE OF SPHINX

The complex characters in the life and
continuation with someone to prolong
creates the riddle of sphinx, sitting alone
on the rock of seashore I saw the twilight
calling desperately to discover the secret
of relationship, sometimes we have to
compromise unwanted state on others
boundaries, for survival, few drops of rain
on the infertile terrain, creates the dreams !
these crystal shaped droplets on branches
of naked thorny shrubs makes the life for
short termed happy, the dried lowland of
heart regains greenery touch, accept the
destiny, in the next door a person lay
to sell his body for some money, buyer
has lion faced human body, no clemency !
we have no time to think for a line written
on the web page : I am ready to do any thing
I am a handsome guy but very poor, I need
money ! the psychology of survival does not
walk on the path of Freud s law, circumstances
forces a person change his identity, in fact
we all face same crisis of persona, the riddle
of sphinx is natural, someone has human face
with lion body, hidden fangs and nails grow
at any time if prey is weaker than predator.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL