THE METEOR AND EARTH

That alluring gaze, towards me often

Created some atypical chaos, I tried,

To read the seductive expression, in

Those periods of mute signal, psyche

Has had no influence on heart, plays

With flamboyant colors, day a night, a

Drowsiness, intractable her behavior

Intoxicated the persona, this ardent

Sting plugs the wounds of life, muscles

Becomes immune waits for additional

Healing, excessive closeness, getting

To each other beyond the imagination,

In the vicinity an intense fragrance of

Thyme or nameless herb, dissolves the

Thrilling attachment, night gradually –

Reaches to mellowness, moonlit valley

Of saffron, and in the shadow of pines,

Life embraces you in inclusive way, as

A beautiful thirst of the centuries’ old,

The meeting of meteor and earth in

Incandescent ambiance of mystic night,

• SHANTANU SANYAL 
  
  
  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
  
  

  
  

  PAINTING BY - LINDA JACOBSON

PERHAPS ONE DAY

In the slope of foothills, wild basils’

Aroma moves with nomadic wind,

Over the medieval tribal temple, on

The bamboo twigs moon floats, in

Its way, in the violet darkness, life

Hang around for you, in the vicinity

Lemony essence rouses the night,

Little by little, droopy feeling wants

To touch, feel your love through the

Nerves, illusive sentiments exhaust –

Shortly, as touch of lips creates new

Definition, abstract art converts to

Realistic beauty, night moves across

The subversive flow, along the glitzy

Feeling, emotion overlies the body -

And mind by the stratum of desires,

All the residues of the life floats near

The edge, nuisance, pain, shadow,

Failures, completely gloomy thought,

Suddenly becomes the unblemished,

Beautifully crystallized dew drops, we

Stared the sky with novel potentials,

An endless search, new planet of love,

Perhaps one-day discovery would be

Proved, fleeting moment said to us,

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  painting by   Julie Gilbert-Pollard.
  

  
  

THROUGH THE GAP OF CURTAIN

Darkness grabs all outer nobility, the

Veil moves gradually from the face,

In the open bluish space, moon plays

Game of hide and seek, in the chest

Of night, compacted desires open the

Cells of nectar, such moments have

Its own beauty, in the hexagon hollow

Of love, your reflection appears with

Multi dimension, heart imitates the way

Of swirling bees, the wax of hesitation,

Uncertainty, becomes the melting fluid,

On that secret zenith point, the life wants

Your dominion on the corporeal planet,

After the possession of body and soul,

Revolutionary creation takes place, amid

The two rivers the left over space grows,

The wild grassy bloom, in moonlight, they

Illuminate in amethyst color, life becomes

The precious, rare crystal, emotion gets

The cool perception as a sudden rain in

The arid land, acacia thorns collect the

Water for survival, sun wakes up as weaver

Birds make the noise, first ray of dawn

Touches the exposed realism of life, we

Pulls the drape to avoid the mystery of

Night, shining drops existed in eye rims,

--- SHANTANU SANYAL 
painting - Leahpeah : Night Tree