THE WORSHIP 

it's not transient matter of emotional 

bonding, feeling someone in 

persona with integral

form of love, not

so easy my 

dear to 

reach on that imperishable zenith, a 

single life isn't sufficient to 

perform the ritual of 

that immortal 

worship,

- SHANTANU SANYAL

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painting by Thomas Kinkade

THE POSSIBILITY

across the oceans, perhaps inhabited
the land of seven colors, before
the day break it glows
with new hopes,
someone
by sotto voce knocks the door, and -
keeps the bunch of smiles,
on the threshold, the
fragrant morning
welcomes
the
indomitable spirit, life prepares to
face innovative challenge,
in the meeting point
of dream and
realism,
the
horizon of new possibilities always
diffuses arms - - -

SHANTANU SANYAL
painting by Kathleen Bergstrom
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THE RELATION OF BREATH

let's once again weave the dream,
the uninspiring colors of
emotion are eager
to bloom, life
desires
to
create a live painting of love and
fraternal pigments, let's
try again to share
the pain and
sorrow,
the
question of survival isn't the matter
of personal, your life isn't
differ than me, same
pulsation, the
same
the graph of breath wants to touch
the horizon of bliss, nothing
is separate because
we are the same
product of
uniform
frame,

SHANTANU SANYAL

  painting by NINA ROBINSON 
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THE RIGHTS TO BLOOM 

the perception which can arise from the 

depth of latent soul, that every face

has the certain quality, only 

needs the blooming 

environs, and 

a touch 

of affectionate support, no doubt one -

day that persona will scatter the 

hidden fragrance, that's the

symbol of humanism, 

beyond the ethnic

linguistic 

introduction, an outlook that everybody

has the equal rights to blossom,

without waiting for spring, 

just let the open, all 

self-centered

door,

make the planet more beautiful than 

the dream - - - 

SHANTANU SANYAL

TOWARD THE ENTIRETY 

do not tie me in unknown chain,

calling from far away all the

beauty of nature, the

cascade of crazy

flow, dripping

drop drop

the thin

cloud

on the blue valleys, blooming

again the bluish wild

flowers, random,

on the green

meadow

of

emotional surface, on these

moments, life becomes

eternal full with the

contentedness,

a link amid

the body

and 

soul, brings toward the entirety - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

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painting by Robert Ballance 

THE MYSTIC INN 

above the *penta theory nothing would be 

remain, the golden somatic world 

has to melt one day without 

leaving the remnant, 

I know even

your 

love wouldn't be able to stop the last - 

departure, the ultimate truth is

the final destination, the 

flowering grove -

valley has to

shed,

only the fragrance of nice deed has

the perpetual age, otherwise 

every thing is nothing 

more than the 

mystic  

illusion, evanescent life, a temporary 

inn of one night - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Painting by Jeff White
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* penta theory is based on Hinduism, believes that everything is made up of five elements, or building blocks: earth, water, fire, air, and ether. after death nothing remains.

THE REAL VENERATION 

contracted in itself isn't the life, ever 

for a day, an attempt to live for 

some other, that pleasure

has its own unique 

glamour, the 

meaning

of 

life wasn't to move on own created -

circle, across the fire curve is 

existed way of salvation, 

the basic mantra 

is nothing 

than 

the reading of truth reflection, the

process to recognize himself, 

looking image in the 

crystal clear 

water, 

how much transparency contained

on the swirled waves, that's 

the main thing, wining 

to conscience 

is real 

victory, after looking hydrous eyes

of others, if pain doesn't knock

the heart, it means that 

barbarism still 

remained

into 

the emotion, required resurgence to 

complete persona - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
 courtesy - Beekman fine art
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OUT OF SELF CIRCLE 

there's no end of this campaign, 

perpetual move towards 

the new skyline, 

continuing 

to make

the bridge between the hearts,

an attempt to weave the

scattered beads

in the same

thread,

that affinity, which borrows the 

teardrops in exchange 

of smile, in every

face, his 

image

is existed, there's no differ -

philosophy, the survival

with dignity is the

main question, 

every 

breath has the similar path of

destination, doesn't matter

it's  symbolic or the

formless - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

artist Asher Brown Durand
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AMID THE SKY AND EARTH 

as the flowing river of gorges, colliding with

stones, proceeds through the valleys,

falls, crossing all the odds, the

life is not differ than her, 

somewhere maybe

somebody

waits for embrace, either oceanic waves or 

your distraught love, every thing has 

a destination, each element is 

mortal,  earth, sky, space, 

celestial beauty, with 

regeneration as 

well as the 

collapse 

is pre planned, it's not so easier to avoid

the fate, each of the origin has end

of course, it's difficult to avert

the natural verdict, we've 

to walk from one 

misty end to 

other 

edge, amid the immersion and the rise, 

the essence of life is hidden  - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 Sunrise Painting Roses by Laurie Buchanan
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THE SMILE OF MORNING

not a ceiling, nor a shade, unleashing sky!
free from all attachment, a flight rises
from the body to void, vertical to
the unknown destination!
above the shrines,
out of all the
prophecy,
peace
everlasting, endless travel, solo departure,
invisible all familiar or alien faces, the
demolished camp, scattered drops
of affection, left the emotion
inn, vaporized the dew,
continuous ignition,
life or desret,
morning
smiles
touching the thorn of acacia branch - - - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

morning beauty - no idea about the painter
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