PREVALENCE OF SMILE - -

across the river, lots of desolate soil,

waiting for the breakdown of 

embankment, vastness

isn't meaningful

if nearby 

soul 

doesn't get a drop of water, every  -

turn has pale faces, alas, 

the smile should be 

distributed,

ever 

get out, from the egocentric way of 

life, the unseen ecstasy will

be on the doorstep, 

a pervasive

affinity

isn't the dream, just an attempt to -

raise a step - - 

ahead,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting By Brandi

THE MOONLIT DESTINATION - -

after elongated summer, the sudden

twilight rain makes the emotion,

little bit moist, wind brings

wet aroma, in remote

western sky the

ray of trust,

becomes gradually the evening light,

feelings get the beauty, as your

presence makes the sense

of life, worn out, the

passion gets

back the

aesthetic fragrance, your docile touch

fills the strange sensation, the

rejuvenation appears

in the dormant

body and 

mind,

life again desires to reach on the roof 

of moonlit destination - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

by john atkinson grimshaw 

FOR A LIFE TIME - -

you were here somewhere, just now,

I've seen you inward the depth

of innermost conscience,

from eternity, you're 

present in the 

flow of 

breath, by you, the sensation of life

is existed, how can you say

that, you are not within 

me, It's the rare 

culmination 

of love,

alas, you can understand, the body 

is made up of the five elements,

will be absorbed in the 

same, that's realism,

impermanence 

is the 

indelible truth, but are you sure, that

you'll be released from internal

attachment, liberation 

from jugglery of 

love, isn't so 

easy !

it'll  chase as a sprite, in the dormancy 

and awakening with a parallel

way, throughout the ages, 

as a shadow my 

love will be 

along 

you, even willingly you can't go away - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

waves - no idea about painter

THE IMMEASURABLE DEPTH - -

you've been wait for me, felt great,

after feeling your touch on 

the metal ring of 

door, the

fatigue 

of 

the body and mind, suddenly get -

back the fresh aroma, some

familiar, an estranged 

bit, but it soften 

the mood, 

so far

in your heart, something throbs for 

me, I know, you've stayed for 

sometimes, maybe that

brief halt, brought 

you in the

world 

of delicate feathers, on the path of

colorful silky flake, frequence

float with the fragrant,

evening breeze,

thinking it,

feel 

better, you're very close to the life,

though we have never met,

we've never seen to 

each other but 

knitted the 

dream,

for what and why, difficult to say, an 

unknown equation remained 

unsolved between us,

you've lit the light,

with unseen 

hand,

the soul liberated from the gloom of 

body and mind - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

 Painting by Marina Petro  

 

THE BOUNDLESS BEAUTY - -

from darkness to illumination, 

from insipidity to ecstasy,

every moment that 

entity inspires

to proceed

through

the 

inaccessible paths, in search 

of living beauty, peace 

and love, endless

devotion to 

the all 

wellness's realization, genuine

self lighting, liberation 

from  rage, malice,

toward the 

lotus 

blooming lake of boundless - - 

beauty - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

chinese painting - no idea about painter 

THE FEASTA OF LIGHT - -

at that winding turn, the hundreds lamps -

have burnt, however the corner of 

heart lies down in the dense

darkness, indeed we 

never came out 

from the 

self

made circle, a far watched the emerging

scintillation, transient combustion of 

sparklers indicated the age 

of happiness, smile 

could not also 

made its

place,

at the end of city, some depressed face, 

still waiting for the lost moonlight, 

emotion tonight looks like

a waif, sitting alone 

on the railway

tracks !

while the entire world is busy to celebrate

the feasta of lights - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Debra Lohrere's Gallery 

painting by gabriel mendiola 

THE SELF EFFACE - -

come along to some more extent, 

still the journey is incomplete, 

where is the destination, 

I do not know, 

however 

walking is the another name of -

life, a flame in the heart,

a grizzling dream,

an image of 

moon 

into the tranquil lake, a desire to 

touch your inmost depth of

conscience, wish to 

see very closely, 

the emotion

which 

has been separated me, from - 

the my reflection, nonpareil 

the unconditional 

dedication 

or an

insistence to self efface in the 

path of your resplendent 

romance - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Linda Young Watercolors and Fine Art 

IN SEARCH OF A DROP - -

I'm searching a drop of light, in 

the befall twilight, are you

hidden in  vibration

of unexpected

knocking,

beyond that transparent curtain,

existed the land of soft 

sun shine, entire 

life someone

waited 

to get a healing touch to unfold 

the tucked tender leaves 

of delicate emotion,

in your eyes 

beauty

may be somatic, but in my vision

the beauty of conscience 

is the unimpeachable - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

emotional creeper - no idea about creator

THE WONG ADDRESS - -

I knew, that you can't buoy the 

soul, it's floated away 

with the 

irrefragable speed, your love

remained as forlorn

obscure edge,

far- off !

innumerable vortex, below the

surface didn't stop the 

transit of that 

unseen 

traveler, quits the fascination

with complete tolerance ;

you've everything,

sweet memory,

body odor,

touch 

of affinity, limitless indulgence !

satiated expectations,

still, why you're 

gloomy, it's

matter

of self churning, if possible, re -

consider whom you loved

too much, yourself

or the invisible

passenger, 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

  

mysterious window