THE SOAKED MOMENT - -

 on a wet dusk, by mistake, ever we meet, 

eagerly with a lot of obsession, all the 

reflected moment, revealed from

the past skylight, uncovered

proximity smiled with

bizarre look, just 

a silence 

remained amid us, bated breath, the  - - 

trembling lips, can't say any thing,

you can't get any word, just

looked to each other,

when evening 

steeped,

when the night has emerged, we haven't

news, glowing swarm of passionate

moth was all over, above the 

damp city - - 

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

  art by  Denis Nolet  

THE LAST OCLOCK - -

THE LAST OCLOCK - -

an inclusive silence, in the far-flung,

on the skyline, some dense

clouds gathering with

nascent storm !

in the late

night,

most probably, desolate feeling will

get the freshness, it’s seemed

that someone touching

the perception with

a delicacy !

lost

dreams are reappearing on the glass

pane, few droplet or breathing

vapors, familiar somatic

odor trying to enter

into the depth

of ethics ,

the

conscience searching the path - - -

finder, desperately - -

• SHANTANU SANYAL 

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Maxfield Parrish

THE IGNEOUS OATH 

the emerging dreams of your love,

among the dense clouds,

life searches the 

unique 

meaning of survival, the replete

beauty of inner purity,

guileless affinity 

selfless 

agreement, a swear to live and 

die together, though 

that's not so 

practical,

but 

emotion doesn't care the realism !

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

romantic evening 2

THE REDOLENT MOMENTS - -

the lamps are again lit in waiting of

someone, the same beautiful  

evening, the romantic 

darkness,

rising from the body and mind, the 

fragrant desires, recalling

life to some pleasant

moment, 

some cool flames are eager for -

flare up ! many undefined

emotion, several 

dreams 

unseen, in sequence moving - - - 

toward the land of 

passionate 

firefly, 

life again waiting for somebody on

the edge of tidal waves - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL   

Romantic-evening 

SOMETHING AMID US - -

someone kept the flower, meekly,

on the edge of glass window, 

transparent emotion 

can't ceased,

it emerged, whenever pressed ! -

hiding is an art too, often 

unknowingly, the fickle 

eyes unfolded the 

secret of 

heart, the face is that unleashing 

mirror, says a lot without

single word, for a 

sensible 

man, doesn't need the analysis, - 

the grin had several fold,

a silent consent or 

lifetime trust !

every 

twist has the meaning numerous,

the matter is remained

only amid us - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist barbara fox 

THE MULTICOLORED REALIZATION !

those dreams have meaning, which 

together had been knitted, and

unfolded in the darkness,

those moments have

the immortality,

continuous

breath

alive, in those plosive, miraculous -

passion was hidden, touching

by lips, the words became 

everlasting soul, in

those eyes 

have

few drops of ambrosia, the divine 

nectar, in a glance the life

illuminated with the 

celestial light 

beam !

the proximity has the characteristic 

absorption, in a wink the 

masculinity melted 

in a beautiful 

dew drop,

the 

life has altered with multicolored - - 

reflection !

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

artist ken bushe 

ACCOMPONY OF FEW MOMENT - -

it's not so away, the destination, if 

path is chosen by conscience,

though in your love, there

are uncountable 

pain and 

sorrow, but journey calls again - - 

and again, aspire to touch,

feel, assimilate into 

the inner flow,

not so

easy I know, but emotion doesn't

stay, to fill the celestial aura,

steps proceeds itself,

toward the new 

wakeful

enlightenment, a mission of all

wellness spirit, and that's

the ultimate truth of 

life, apart that 

everything

is the 

fib, an illusive accompany of few 

moment - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

dew drop 

HEREAFTER EVER - -

are you still waiting across the 

fictional world, or on the 

surface of falling 

leaf, autumn 

of life 

is paused very long, on the - - 

edge of wild incense, I've 

to return, something, 

if you wish to 

meet me,

beyond that mysterious silvan!

there's a real surface,

some teardrops,

latent pain, 

some

dispensed dream, maverick  - - 

spirit, however heart 

desires to show

you, at least

once,

the smoldering love of passed

spring - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by willow rise 

NO ONE KNOWS - -

the annexure between us was profound,

or not, that's different aspect, some 

other day perhaps we can 

think, do not look at 

me, with 

stranger eyes, life at every turn, leaves

the memorable impact, nobody 

knows the alphabet of 

destiny, amid 

the lips 

and goblet, the distance exist very short,

certainly, in a stroke the world 

becomes upside down,

everything is pre 

decided,

the relation amid the house of cards and

unexpected wind remains on the

tip wink, visual changes in 

an instant - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
illumination 2 

THE NEW EXPECTATION - -

in the remote some flickering flare,

reminds the morning's arrival,

a new beginning is 

awaited for 

your 

smile, there's a fresh awakening -

in the winds, curtailing  the 

darkness a bloomed 

dawn wants to 

touch your

heart, 

again vivid colors are emerging in

the cluster of wild flowers, 

again life is eager 

to love you 

with 

a new expectation, glamorous day

is ahead - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL   

  Terri Rosenblum Paintings

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