THE MYSTERIOUS WHORL

in the mazarine darkness of fragrant twilight,

aren't you near to heart, the restless

vortex is eager to scatter the

intoxicating aroma, in

the remote,

some

stair of dreams alluring the emotion, on the

roof of passion, isn't the flower bed

throwing the fascination trap,

it's your insistence or

life is playing in

the waves

of

destiny, whatever is that, but life is ready to

accept the adventure of night, between

the carnivore flower and the bee,

the love is standing with

self-devotional

torch,

somewhere, before the closing of fleshy

petals, life wants to say it's extreme

dedication, difficult is liberation 

but not impossible, depends

on your individualistic  

effort - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

painting by Isaac Levitan
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BEYOND THE DARKNESS 

in the link of evening and dawn, numeral -

bivouacs changed the definition of

life, some equations were 

broken in the just

beginning,

some

breath last with faded color of flowers, it's  

again the game of destiny or some

thing else, we are in front of 

each other, familiar

jeremiad

and 

complaint, nevertheless, invisible glamour 

or an affectionate appeal says to 

life, that darkness has also 

the hidden beauty of

illumination, a 

flickering

hope, 

an address of extinct destination of future - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

artist CAROL KEENE
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AFTER THE RAIN 

the penance of years, or the waiting of

depressed eyes forced the sky,

to break the condensed 

ego, the rain lashed

the inner deserts

last night, 

the self produce darkness or the destiny; 

whatever was that, but life didn't 

leave the search of light, 

it was necessary to

war with himself,

after 

defeating the deposited narcissism, the 

heart looks as the crystal clear

water of wild stream, the 

sediments of hatred

gradually 

disappears, and emotion flows with the 

beautiful waves of innovative 

thoughts, in the heart

the tiny plant of 

love, have

been 

sprouted with new hopes, to touch the 

first ray of morning - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

art by Laurie Justus Pace
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The River - - 

across the giant river;

nobody knows what's there,

the grove of question marks is 

waiting,a silence of the endless 

desert, some familiar unfamiliar faces,

looking with strange gaze, walking 

toward the mist shrouded path,

the sound of waves crash 

with mysterious way, 

distant memories

are like the 

restless

sea,

sometimes 

nearer sometimes 

in the remote, where's

inhabited your affinity, love,

cordiality, the pledge to live with

indefinitely, a mirage of decade long,

nothing remained stick with the

body, gradually the layer of

affection falling down 

one by one, the 

life is now 

the 

echo nomad; wandering endlessly to 

get a look to persona, which have

been missed in the crowd of

fascination and illusion,

aimless search for 

a blankness or

the eternal

truth - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

  by artist Darko Topalski

THAT'S YOUR CHOICE 

wait a little while, the sun has just 

immersed into the ocean

cumbersome breath, 

let it be a little

careful,

just wait a while; your image would

be in the soul, your love should

be touched depths of the

heart, distressed

conscience,

must 

be soft, let go in that world, where

everybody to be raw gold,

eager to go through

the flaming path

of truth and

fidelity,

just wait a while more, I've to wear 

the hydrous casing of self 

transparency, then 

you play with 

my body

or 

touch the soul, it depends on your

discretion - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 
beautiful sun set 
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THE PACIFIED MOMENTS

That's some drop of water falling 

on the-glassy surface, or an illusion of
your love brings the life
toward the ruined
shrine of by-
gone
era, whatever is that mirage or realism,
as looks crystalline emotion, eager
to reflect the hidden glow, the
moonlit tuberose are
awaken with
secret of
scent,
do not know, where's the destination
of perfect achievement; but it's
certain that all the desires
goes through your
eyes into the
sea of
pacified waves dissolves all the ego,
false boasting arrogance - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

pacified sea
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THE INHERENT EMOTION 

in that intensive darkness of midnight,

I've searched the glow of firefly, 

the glaucous luster or the 

lurking glitter of your 

eyes, maybe, a 

mirage was

my 

detection, meaning of life, shrouded 

with global love, missionary 

affection beyond the 

boundaries,

the 

complete solubility of body and soul,

the liberation from cursed 

emotion, salvation 

from all the 

privative

sense,

the

absolute glee after the renunciation 

of antipathy, a profound love 

with the homogeneity,

free from gender

differences,

an 

attempt to inherent all faces into one

circle of humanity - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

art by Marcia Baldwin
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THE RISING FRAGRANT MIST 

a flickering lamp, the feeling up down, 

among the dense darkness, are

you sitting near the star 

twilight, knitting

the dreams

under 

the lattice light, again the incense of 

sandalwood rising from your 

body and soul, the heart

becoming the shrine

of lost paradise, 

arising the

unseen

pious sensation from the environs, in

the depth of inner perception

again emotions are 

restless to 

touch

the point of eternal love - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
Bob Ross's Lanscape Oil Painting 
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CALLING SOMEONE - -

Someone has been kept, and the bouquet
on the doorstep, or fragrant night
has left the attire, the moment
of dawn looks unique,
with hydrous
feeling,
every direction a freshness, washed
in the rain, it's feeling or the
grove of jasmine, again
life wants scattering
on the surface
of love as
bloom,
the cool breeze brings the news of
sweet memory, again river
shore submerging
all the pride,
egos,
somewhere, infancy sits folding the
hands-on knee, looking the
swirl, the floating twig
of time rotating
rapidly,
alas! It could be tied forever in the
corner of heart, it's beautiful
moment or obstinate
kid playing with
soaked cloth,
just
reckless from the twist of sorrow
and pain - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL
rain-drop
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SOMEWHERE 

the leaning clouds,

adventure of

your

eyes, influence goes

deep into the 

conscience,

somewhere, heart 

wants to 

embrace the sky,

stagnant 

moments are restless 

to melting away,

again the 

vale 

wants,

to drench the mind and

soul, a life-giving

 touch, if

 possible,

again keep the missing

dreams on

my eyes, 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

art by John Salminen
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