DO NOT SAY AU REVOIR - -

in the glaucous beautiful night, who 

seeks account of breath, the 

shadow asks the address 

of my existence, 

your affection

has 

the elusive effect, the self step sound 

creates uneasiness, in the rustle

of curtain, somewhere your 

love floats with magical

aroma, though in 

the backyard,

nocturnal

flowers yet, do not open the aromatic 

corpus, the heady moonlight

fills the intense hangover,

mind searches, don't

know what, the 

life suffers 

with 

inconclusiveness, extensive vacuum, 

a perception of losing the 

something special, 

though every 

thing is

nearby in its place - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Christian Skredsvig

  

THE INNER BEAUTY

that beauty which is inherent in the depth 

of heart, makes the life meaningful,

creates the overall aesthetic

touch, sharing the purity

of smile doesn't

need a single

penny 

but it reacts as the spellbound fragrance !

goes through mind to conscience,

ever come out from the self

circled planet you'll sure

get the destination

of peace and 

adoration, 

the 

life isn't limited to four walls, self centered

perception will demolish the persona,

just for one day, try to look from

the vision of hydrous eye,

many faces are 

awaited 

for your generous look, blooming smile - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Sue Pruett MDA

     

 

THE SILENCE

the silence - which shakes the inner world,

do not gaze me on that way, the gain

and loss are the part of life, it's

not less, that your love has

taught me the meaning

of life, a pain which

brings toward

the

tenderness, amid the troubles, the smile -

appears as the flicker of firefly, let 

allow to homecoming, injured

emotion wants a shelter 

of night, the dream

has it's own 

priority

but

isn't true that for survival that's significant,

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Paintings Art by Tomas Sanchez from Cuba

EVER AGAIN

are you still waiting for miracle, though 

spring has passed away, in the 

plaintiffs the saffron have 

been dried, but 

something 

doesn't

faded, and that's the fragrance of your 

eyes, there's freshness of love so 

far, existed in the wind of 

twilight, life doesn't 

ready to accept 

the realism,

while mirror has refused to recognize !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Saffron Mancha

UNPUBLISHED

in the game of hide and seek, willingly 

you had chosen the part of search, 

since that, I've been remained

in the isolation waiting your

surprise, years have 

converted in the

decades, 

neither you've reached to touch the point

of conscience nor I've broken the 

promise of anonymity, silent

agreement of eyes never

unfolded the secret 

of love, all the

mysteries 

existed in the depth of unsolved emotion,

and that profundity of feeling always

forced to love you more than 

life - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

no idea about painter - cathching the light 

THE RYTHM OF PULSATION

the image wasn't the real, I asked
many times, the speechless
mirror just looked with
surprise, I tried to
remind that
my
existence is within your conscience,
how, you'll remove me from
the depth of transparent
realism, my fidelity
has the intense  
attachment,
it's
not possible to erase my echo from 
the rhythm of pulsation - -

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

BEYOND THE HORIZON

extensive blue awning, again calls, the 

traveler has to walk on the path of 

unsolved conundrum, the fun

is hidden in the depth of 

labyrinth, the fickle

weather and 

numerous

aspires, life desires to touch innovative

dimension, if every thing will be on

the doorstep, then the meaning

of survival is nothing, the 

unexplored planet 

challenges 

openly,

a great deal is waiting on the trail of 

life - - - 

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

Henry Peeters Rockford Trail Painting

THE CHASTE EMOTION

gradually, the plunged earth emerged from 

the endless depth of hydrous darkness,

revealed of sun with innumerable 

flames from the womb of 

cumulus, the life 

welcomes 

the 

beauty of immaculate morning, the serene 

love of nature, communicates the

euphoria for survival, each 

and every particle gets

back the meaning,

the wave of 

love, 

compassion, fraternity, humanity searches 

the origin of your existence, to receive

the blessing for purification of 

conscience, interiority,

the refinement of 

persona,

life desires to go toward the path of sanctity,

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

natural painting by Jeff Clow

THE ENDLESS SEQUENCE

 that, adjuration wasn't the prim, however

you've broken, on that plumbaginous

twilight, the unconditional love 

was exchanged by us, 

the revolt had the

protean out -

look, but

we gladly accepted, under the banyan -

grove, witnessed by the strange 

earthen lamp, treaty of life

and death, in the dim

light, I had found,

a beautiful 

quatrain was emerged on your face,on 

that captivated moment, the 

engrossed body and 

soul hadn't time

to think, 

then

when and how, we separated, do not 

know, but life was left in an 

endless sequence of

breath - - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

painting by Ivan Shishkin 1
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE UNTRACEABLE - -

yes, I've to go far away, through the 

helical path, in the remote of 

mysterious valley, near

the conspirator 

river, to 

get 

the address of extinct ocean which 

have been turned to desert, 

I don't know, eventually

I'll find the last rain,

once together

we've 

enjoyed the redemption bath, applied 

the perfume of immortality, shared

the ignition of fire womb, and

signed on the touchstone, 

an agreement of the

endless treaty,

something

wasn't

favorable or destiny has withdrawn the

promise, the body and soul didn't

become the gold, one altered  

into the soil another flew 

away with wind, alas!

that incomplete 

union 

remained unsolved as a mystic love -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

Fusionartist Rassouli’s painting