Broken pieces of wings

Lighthouse, mass suicide of termites!

In the tip of cape, mariners anchored

The yacht, as in the eastern sky, density

Of clouds inciting rain to down pour,

Trembling window panes, seductive wet

Winds, fanatical candle flames, some

Bunch of red roses, in the finger tips mark

Of piercing thorn, covered pain by your

Colored lips, final touch to floral bed sheet!

Wiping the mirror, touching bulges of self

Muscles, atypical perception waiting

For you, unlocked doors, squirmy eyes!

At the door, footstep breaks obsession

Removing the raincoat, kissing lips had

No chance to say, the saga of heart,

Across the window glass, it was raining

Moisturized darkness, mysterious

Affectionate moment, termites get the

Delicate, glassy wings for one night

Empty vodka glasses, half burn cigarettes

Smokes went up, disappeared, the

Shower proof coat dried, beneath it

Remained wet floor, humid body did not

Attached for prolong, anchored loosed

Cyclonic waves liberated yacht, sailor

Drunk slept, rain had no relax, whole the

Night termites played suicidal excitement!

The first ray of sun delayed the voyage

As mariner missed the yacht, he ran

Shouted, cried, and did not trace the yacht!

Torrential rainy night, submerged beach,

Vanished light house, semi nude mariner

Searched the familiar raincoat, to cover his

Body, dreams were floating on the foams,

Slowly he touched wounded limbs, nail

Bite cuts; lifted the saline water of sea

Splashed on the chest, refreshed the life

Turmoil waves receding gradually

Still broken wings are visible down the

Waist, he smiles, wipes by injured fingers!

--- SHANTANU SANYAL

CHANGES ARE NATURAL

Nothing remains forever, changing is the

Part of life, earth, sky, water, flame, age

Left the desirability, obsession, life has

Less necessities, in the way of sun set,

Expectation died itself, persona becomes

A puppet, string holder is smiling, invisible!

Paying the dues was intention, as I stayed

Shared my individuality, corporal, cordial

Known unknown faces, traveling together

Loved someone or dramatized relation

Disagreement, disloyalty loitered in hearts

Used, utilized, calculation concealed

Unsolved, cord of life restricted by other

Planet, how to blame the alcohol, mind

Knows the fatality, heart loves you though

Climax is suffocated, end moves towards

New destination, in fact everybody loves

Him first, the secondary preference goes

Forever to next, by birth we are actors

Nature teaches an infant to cry, draw

Attention, physical necessity grows the

Mind, muscles, extra desires to get as much

As, exchange of emotion, swapping of

Pleasure, all sensations are self-centered!

The outer layer of character is nothing

Than camouflage to hide the reality, in

Isolation everyone wants to see him as a

New born kid, completely exposed, this

Curiosity is the extreme love for life, a desire

To be Alpha male, a passion to be beautiful

Feminine, in the high tide graphs have no limit

In the low tide human is helpless, no other way, 

excepting defeat brings towards divinity

--- SHANTANU SANYAL

BE NEARER

BE NEARER

At this juncture of preamble,we have
nothing to veil,as the terrain of life is
eroded by river,or land grab the flow !
the togetherness shaped the way to
determine all curved intention in life
do you think that it is easier to stroke
the clear canvas without imagination!
some fallow land,may be abondoned
by time,seeds were evolved to tender
sprout,tiny buds have to flourish,feel
of affection fills the cheerfulness,the
shadow of clouds, nothing than
simply gazing to your face,loving looks
brings the heart on surfaces of moist,I
do not linger for rainy nights,in
this exhausted twilight,I can feel the
aroma of clay in the placid wind,
this blending moment of emotion says
something is growing step by step
between us, an anonymous sensitivity
a meaning to live together,a desire to
to touch the unknown destnation,I do not
know precisely the mood of evening sky
colors, love mingles in elite way tonight.

-- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE ORIENTAL SKY

Again raised fumes above depressed

Sinking river basin, the scout about the

Missing link of flames says somewhere

Storm is hidden, from the north east sky

Strong wind creating the instabilities!

How to sail the ferry on the surface of

Upheaval emotion, the stairs of asylum

Is moving towards the back by tidal flow,

The hymn of sympathy flies from the

Temple of love, life finds familiar faces

Standing near the turmoil coastline, the

Optimism of a glorious morning doesn’t

Permit to leave the voyage, though heart

Is detained in unknown alluring point,

Cynic thoughts changing the routes, faith

To search the real meaning of survival,

Boats are impatient to navigate the new

Horizons, a green pasture is awaited

Somewhere to embrace the offended

Hearts, bleeding dreams, stifled breath!

The caravan of humanity doesn’t wait

They wish to follow the path of nirvana

In the oriental blues the last morning star

Demonstrates the way to reach the ocean

Of ancient land of Vedas, unexplored

Books of ancient ages indicates here only

Here you can find the meaning of life!

Depth of soul is infinite, it never to be died

The planet would be again stand on its axis

trust of rotation keeps intact, sun has to rise! 

-- SHANTANU SANYAL 

DREAM SLEEPS ON THE RUINS

Darkness of night wraps the squeals
in the citadel of life becomes silence!
on ruined walls, fresco breathe alone,
the last desire to get the justice, some
privileges to renovation, saline wet -
wind is exposed by sea, it absorbed
easily by parched bricks, emotional
layers fall one by one in the dimness,

beneath the fly over the dream sleeps
for a moment after selling her body!
speed of traffic doesn t make variation
a decade long night goes through one
end to other, in the process of survival
ethics have no place, just life itself
closes the gateways for moonlight !

the dreamy child feeds the breasts
though mother is died long ago, the
innocent kid cries entire night to see
the beautiful morning, nobody knows
saga of that unknown tender dream !
may be somewhere delicate fingers
writing the repetition of slogan for
a piece of bread, a piece of cloth
a corner to touch the wounded limbs
dream does not know the meaning of
human rights, it has to survive for a night
among the predator of ruthless planet!

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE AMAZING PHENOMENON

Some innovative meaning in life, few
undiscovered location appeals me to
meander from one destination to other,
day and night s howling for survival
occasionally creates the unreasonable
torment, tonight heart wants to travel
beyond the life and death, a junction
where prejudice, abhorrence, favors
have no place, a horizon carries only the
beauty of heart, the lust, exploitation
have no chances to germinate there

a dream to look the transparency in
each faces, purity of smiles, truthfulness
in relations, brings in the land of bizarre!
unmasked beautiful people blooming like
the flowers on the arid land, in their eyes
I can see flow of authentic love, endless
benevolent, generosity, as mosaic colored
lotus are floating on the surface of a stable
lake in the isolation, stayed there for few
moment, waited for some of my friends
to share the amazing beauty of rare
phenomenon, far away I looked only you
eagerly waving hand, to reach nearer me,

this belief, that you follow with pure heart,
great acquirement does not allow sleeping,
I gazed entire night the comprehensive sky!
unblinking the eyelashes consistently -------

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE PROLONG SUBMISSION

Do not ask me the secret of this smile
life has enforced, I accepted the role
of clown, that is nothing than few
crystals on the edges of my eyes!
let someone lit the semi melted candles
the shadow on your look haunt the
valley of emotion, however the silent
blue mountains are adorned by wild
blooms, in distressed eyes, I could not
get the reflection of love, just believe
me, entire life I hang over to see
a glow of glee in your faded beauty!
I rummage around to accumulate the
moments washed by dew drops, desire
to touch your dried lips, gazed the sky!
went near the fire flow, lava to know
the passion, touched  seismic pressure
to feel your sensation, hours I looked
the western sky to go through your
perception, twilight passed with montage
print on the blues, bare chest I placed on
the rock to feel your pain in my heart, night
provided all the beauties, you touched
kissed, embraced me, I did not see the
extinct smile in your face, often I tried to
get the profundity, always received some
moisture on eyelashes, but I still love you,
 this path of self immolation brings me
day by day in a web of delicate layers
I found the life is a rotating helpless planet !
breathings are ring of Saturn, moving
consistently searching your sudden eclipse,
to get a umbra for submission prolong!


---- SHANTANU SANYAL

IN THE END OF SPRING

Spring has inscribed on the heart, the
tale of beautiful flaming night, sharing
moments of breathing, memories of
nectarous thirst, synthesis of desires!
looking the golden moon by dwindling
walk,the midnight brings more rapidly
the commotion between us, the graph
of passion enhanced vigorously, night
bloom of tuber roses submerged body,
soul, the life emerges from the pores of
sweating glands, as night goes towards
the depth of darkness, two shadows
were lost in the mist of sweet fragrance!
in the adjoined arena the swirl of fireflies
play the serpentine game in vertical way
before the dawn the cyclonic waves
serenely taken the shelter on lap of
dream, feelings were converted in form
of aesthetic butterflies, wings unfolded in
the first light, spring said good bye!leaving
some concealed blissful moments of our
life, in the limit of vision the valley of
flowers smiling to embrace the world with
internal beauty, charm, the season has
hypnotized outer, inner emotions, souls
our life became the factor of modesty
as followed the thriving path of infinite love.
--- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE BARREN SKY

Life desires more, proceeding to love me
think for that, apart the physical assets
I have illimitable pain, spots, suppressed
emotions, undetectable prolong ignition
before becoming the earthen lamp, face
the tropical storm, would you like to burn
with me in the seclusion of necropolis! in
the dead silence of soul, do you want to
see exposed, as an infant inhales on the
weird land of harshness,covered thin protein
of the body, would you like to remove? as
fawn wants to walk on the grassland, my
wounded emotions have fleshy bleeding
smell, could you hide me under the chest?
it s not so simple, predator have stronger
senses, let me mature to that level so I
would be able to know the way of survival!
the path of devotion has uncertain end
as golden horizon is nothing than illusion, a
fantasy object but we love it, many myths
sometimes converts in reality, I do not
know the depth of perception, your desire
of eyes says you want me tonight with full
vitality, would you like to be a barren sky
eternal love is passionate to fill the cipher
with inventive extraterrestrial vivid fluids -
but be sure that you have to face injured,
wounded, a persona of inactive crater, the
 fatal eruption have no prophecies, please
think twice, before loving me in this way !
life does not forgive me, riddles of death
I do not wish to think, my desires says I
crossed the destinations many decades ago!


--- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE MIDSTREAM FLOW

Nova light subsisted for short period
on the cerulean blues, overwhelming
occurrence changed the gloominess!
sloping ground besides river, an old
granite shrine witnessed the evening
prayer of wounded hearts, bleeding
souls, in the midstream flows,dream
of equality, compassion, adoration!
from a distance it seems an isle of
attractive vivid flora, suspended on
turmoil waves, everybody wants to
reach on the eccentric land for a -
new habitat, to sow the civilization of
love, humanity, an influential man
with beastly look, carrying whipping
chord wants to control the mass as
a cowboy! crowds do not waited
for any prophecy, they reject all the
summons, midstream changes the
route goes through the river vale,
sudden emerges near the edge,
they yell  in victorious way, the wild
horse in end admits defeat! the
fete of gladness flies higher the sky
whole the night river smiles curving.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL