THE DENSE CLOSENESS 

time to be generous, or not 

accompany destiny, or

do not, you always

stay near the

heart, the 

galaxy 

is nothing, right now, not yet,

your love leads me often

to another skies,

beyond that

sky, 

perhaps is the world of hearts;

if you can ever come, the 

way of my conscience; 

this body is mortal,

transient life, 

when to

be left, isn't easy to say; multiple

dreams unfinished, I've seen 

in your eyes; If you believe,

hold my arms again;

the stars are 

calling 

from the destination, these are

the precious moment, get 

again tomorrow, may

not; the evening, 

the weather, 

rolling emotions; then get or not get; 

why do not; Light the lamp of 

the heart - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Aspen Birchtree Paintings    

THE INCOMPLETENESS

Shrouded darkness on the body, 

night has gone with copious

mystery, on the bed of
searing sand dunes
remained some
unexplored
story,
cloudless sky witnessed all the
passing caravan of emotion,
an inclusive silence was
subjugated the heart
and mind, slowly
someone
changed
the
side, the dream emerged as a mirage,
I didn’t get the address of
vanished oasis of your
love, however the
cool shadow
covered
your
cumbersome eyes, unquenchable
thirst stirred up into the chest,
impatient soul moved
from one end to
other, alas!
You
could be able to touch the inner
sentiment, moments were
passed as skeletal vapors
without drizzling, a drop
of water, bareness
hanged on in
extensive
way,
whole night heart waited for your
consent of entirety - - -

  - -  SHANTANU SANYAL

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  Paintings by Connie Tom

SELF INTRODUCTION 

compulsions were in its place, 

but it was difficult to deal

with responsibilities,

only you were 

not in the 

priority

list of life; It's different, that was

you in every breath, some 

dreams, which have

broken before

to see,

some relationships reduced

under the terms, many

nights have been

passed by 

sleepy

eyes, several days were the 

miles long journey, on 

every step life has

performed the

role, each

part 

was the task, familiar or the 

strange faces have 

their own views,

it's hard to

make 

satisfy to everybody but its 

easy to welcome any 

one by a smile,

day or night

life learnt

by 

itself, a silent mirror teaches 

a lot of, self rectification

never ends it's a 

endless flow

moves 

towards the new horizons !

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

The Paintings of Laura Von Rosk

THE INITIAL RAY

renascent thoughts surfaced

whenever you’ve loved

me with profundity

by inner feeling,

it’s true that

life isn’t

adequate to know to each –

other, an option always

existing to bring the

soul closer, the

burgeoning

passion

becomes thicker as darkness -

of night, goes through the

somatic world to land

of celestial beauty,

amid corporal

needs and

spiritual

belief,

a negation forever’s found, -

cells, vein, the natural

desire doesn’t ever

compromise, a

man made

values

on those point seems null and

void, the naked truth of

life isn’t possible to

hide, the eternal

flow of shared

pleasure

is the absolute realism, beyond

that all pseudo shadows

only play with naïve

mind, before all

the motif

your

appearance grows the potential

of life, as a germinated

plants spread the

tender leaf

after

getting the touch of initial ray

of sun - - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

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  Linda McVay Paintings

THE NEW JOURNEY 

decorating a dream to be new again;

this is a night, or an elusive world, 

in my arms, whose the world

has gone confined,

I do not know

who has 

gone down in the depths of breath; an

endless flow; has swept me away,

then who plays; with my heart

and life; obsessive 

passions; 

floating on the moonlit sky, whose body 

odor; in the winds are being

 plastered, the tonight,

get me to a new

 journey, the

restless

soul wants the aesthetic salvation - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Night Train Painting by Murad Sayen 

FOR A MOMENT 

for a little while, ever, come

into my life; sometimes,

repeat gorgeous

mistake,

on the threshold of the heart,

get a dewy flowers; yet

the avalanche of 

indulgence,

did not 

tranquil, saffron flowers are

again blooming in the 

valleys; devastated 

world wants to

show off

again,

get in eyes again depths of the

ocean, unexpectedly, in

the desert, some

drops to be

shattered,

burning

emotions get at least the comfort,

ever by mistake, as a nomadic

clouds, just come in

 my life - - -  

SHANTANU SANYAL

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painting by RICHARD HERMAN

BEYOND THE DREAM

the procession of vivacity was on

the climax, from one end to

other, whole night the

sky has strewn the

shiny particles,

in the arc

of life,

heart had bejeweled by emotion,

previous night, somebody

touched the inmost

feeling with the

silky stir,

the

nocturnal bloom released the –

aroma with sundry essence,

immersion of heart and

soul in the darkness,

sketched many

tacit elation,

a silence

of

contentment changed the entire

persona with unexplained

perception, life regain

the enthrallment of

inner beauty, a

meaning of

deep

love toward the ceaseless bond!

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  

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  budding rose 

MAYBE SOME OTHER TIME 

I've the news to break up dream, 

however, no complaints to life,

mirror was probably not 

sustainable, shattered

all hopes,so what, 

again I'll call 

the bliss,

that's not the edge of earth, there's 

a world overseas, ahead the

horizon! close to the

sky, the desire

to touch 

again,

the passion is nomadic, anywhere

doesn't wait a moment, it 

emerged from  the

turmoil waves 

and 

changed into the clouds, one side is

the arid environs, comprehensive ! 

other side existed the world 

of heart, I've to pour 

the emotion,

over the 

rain shadow terrain, a centuries old 

thirst calls me; again and again,

sometime later, maybe I

would be near you, 

to collect the 

scattered

pieces of dream, for that moment 

just wait - - -    

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

The Woods In The Spring 

ON THE OTHER HORIZON 

the agony of conscience, some other

day; whether you can see,

tonight; stay closer to

my chest, keeping

the glowing 

face,

I know; the reality of morning, any way

just decorate the wet eyelids,

this dream has its own

expansion, let, it

to be shade

on the

burning emotion, parameter of life wasn't

so easy; however on every step, 

the life embraces the odds,

my persona in your 

vision, whatever

be, but it is 

also 

true that I love you, have a somewhere 

existence apart from this earth,

I do not know! however,

I am sure, that 

unknown 

world,

to be around your heart, on that land, 

the thirsty breaths want to 

settle down - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Clouds at Sunset by Jan Atkinson

THE THIRSTY VESPER 

on those cumbersome moments,

life searches for your favor,

a prolonged sigh 

shrinks

after touching your love, like higher

tides gets relief; on the

sandy shore,

life 

absorbs the coolness of an unique

sense, innermost moisture

gives the birth to

new dreams,

languished body gets back the

passionate sensation,

a thirst wakes up

into the lips 

suddenly,  

vesper looks more beautiful than 

ever - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

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painting by STEPHEN LYMAN