WITH EXPECTATIONS 

nobody cares, the scent cells of emotion, 

it remains untouched, unexplored 

on the surface of heart, all run 

after the beauty of vision, 

whirling of life doesn't

stop, for limping 

shy affection, 

just say 

me 

what is in your heart tonight friend, in case 

may be it to be choked into the inner

and subsequently the condensed

sentiments will not let to live 

you, so tonight open the 

node of heart, before

the dawn, I'm

waiting 

with 

full of positive expectation, without 

blinking the sleepy eyes, life 

looks staying somewhere

on the twig of leafless 

tree as a few drop

let of dew, just

waits to fall

down on 

the 

nocturnal, anonymous, aromatic bloom 

semi - developed, with hiding

lot of fragrances - - - 

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

THE WINTER NIGHT

wanted to include all the color of

nature I didn’t rest a moment,

moved from one place to

other, got abundant

thorn sometimes

enthralled

bloom

too,

pierced tip of disrespect couldn’t

stop the migration, I flew with

the wrecked wings above

the forest fire, beneath

the shadow of clouds,

my destination was

on the feet of that

crucified icon,

silent but

communicating a lot by the stable

eyes, the language of cleric

was mysterious, just left

over the psalm of glory,

tried to recognize the

inner expression of

homeless man,

sitting alone,

beside the deserted road of winter

night, shared, may belittle some

dream or a hope for morning,

around the burning woods

called all the angelic

soul to feel the

quivering life,

I don’t know, how much was their

concern regarding the miseries,

but before the day break,

few drops were visible

under the inclined

eyelashes, with

wet eyes

they left the surface, now sun

rays underlined the blessing,

life once again is on the

track, running, flying

the thin cotton

of hope on

ambiance!

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

  Watercolor Art Prints by Connie Porter 

SEE YOU, ON SOME OTHER DAY

exterior beauty attracted the mind

rapidly, zero was the inventive

on that, discovery of heart

was the endeavor, now

it’s the hidden point

of life, that up to

what extent

you have

touched my sensation, stirred the

quiescent perception, process

of love goes as waves of

steady lake, lotus

stalk doesn’t

persuade

by the

noxious serpent, just waits for

the first ray of sun, thriving

is natural phenomenon,

morning zephyr gives

news to winged

lover of honey,

pollens are

restless

to send

the soul across the sky path to meet

the unseen, unknown absolute

heart for blooming with new

birth with new destination,

in the planet of rare

dream - -

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

  painting - Eternal Beauty, Peter Lik