THE BLOOMING MOMENTS - -

a commitment which doesn't permit 

life to be gloomy, hence, every 

morning it blooms with 

lot of potential,

every 

moment has its own value, so it - - 

smiles hiding all the hydrous

feeling into the heart, 

life goes towards

unexplored

horizon,

in search of new destination - - - -

* * 

-  SHANTANU SANYAL  

  http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Anna Razumovskaya

THE REPLETE AMALGAM - -

how far we've reached, how far we've to go,

now it's absurd to think, in this solitude, 

nobody except us, an endless

journey, the gap amid

body and soul

remained 

negligible, from here return, isn't possible, -

now you're not you, my persona too 

dissolved, this integral meeting

has its own charm, walking 

over the galaxy or on 

moonlit waves,

guessing

isn't easy, just an erotomania drags us, do

not know where, neither unleashing 

sky nor the earth's flaming

passion, nevertheless,

you're lived in me,

I'm lost in you, 

and that's

reality of absolute amalgam of smoldering

love - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Artist- Alexei Butirskiy.jpg

THE SNARLS OF HEART - -

doesn't know, who is that, beautifully 

knocked on the door, and in a 

blink, disappeared from 

the eyes, remained

some unseen 

drops of 

lavender water, few fragrant feelings 

in the threshold, in the shadows

of evening, I've searched 

your implied face,in 

the grove of 

tuberose, 

the mystic darkness and your love - - 

looks more reciprocal to each

other, my soul wanders 

with unquenchable 

thirst from one

end to 

other, the steeped in mist, the valleys 

of emotion, the bottomless 

depth of obsession,

doesn't know

the end, 

the centuries old diversion, intricate

into the multi snarls - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Painting by R C DeWinter 

THE INNER PURITY - -

stone or flower, seen beauty - 

in everything, tangible or 

intangible, the same 

pattern is seen in 

every particle,

nothing is

beyond pure heart, all religions 

are contained in, no matter 

what's  philosophy !

if no humanity

nothing 

will exist in the beautiful planet.

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Stone-Flower

THE DIFFICILE WAVES - -

let me to immerse, I want to know, 

the profundity of darkness,

it's your love or the

talismanic

circle,

whatever is that, let me to feel the 

origin of fragrance, that's

a desert or the path

of flamboyant 

flowers,

whatever is that, life wants to travel

with smile, it's mirage or the 

tear of night, doesn't

matter, in your 

search 

emotion becomes difficile waves - -  

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Theo Dapore's painting 

TOWARDS THE LIGHT - -

do you still waiting

for someone,

night has 

been 

gone in remote, the

leftover some 

froth on 

the emotional shore,

scattered few 

drops of 

dew 

on the delicate 

petals, some 

poignant 

moments a few 

broken 

dreams,

anyway travelling 

is continuous, 

towards 

the 

light, and that's  

the life - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
original paintings- blue emotion.jpg

THE INHERENT BEAUTY - -

arises, every time, from the fathomless

depth of saboteur vortex, emotion

doesn't fade, if climate 

changes the 

face,

let it go to change, it's not doable to -

efface the image, which is 

inscribed in the 

heart, the 

bond 

of affection has rarebit robustness, the

invisible attachment exists for 

the eternity, despite 

wishing to 

break

it, not so easy to wipe out, the inner - - 

addiction - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Jaison Cianelli Painter

 

THE PHENOMENAL VENERATION - -

who has changed whom, let it be lost 

in the womb of time, neither you're

the drop mysterious, nor I've

the shimmering soul 

of oyster but 

do not 

know, when and how the love altered

in shape of pearl, have you 

borrowed the rainbow

color or divine 

blessing 

changed all the myths into the realism,

it's certain, a purity of emotion 

which evolved amid us 

later became the 

sandal wood, 

and that's

reason the inner shrine is fragrant with

phenomenal devotion of 

everlasting bond - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/ 
art by Pamela West - Woodland Flowers

THE FICKLE EMOTION - -

those magnetic attraction and life's

its own compulsions, whom 

to adopt and whom to 

leave, it's hard

to decide, 

some

dreams have the beautiful fluidity - - 

appears in closed eyes, in 

the mist of dawn it 

fly away, with 

the

kaleidoscopic wings of butterflies !

every time a new resolution,

every moment breaking

the intention to 

forget you, 

life

sometimes pseudo hermit, lives in 

remote cavity, searches the 

familiar faces in the

foggy crowd 

of past,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by Laurence-Amelie

NO OTHER MID WAY - -

do not split my emotion in multi pieces,

let it be in fallacy, beyond the 

glass window that's

phantasm or 

vapors

containing pain of realism, do not want 

to know my heart, in this moment, 

I desire to see with your 

vision, good or bad

whatever that, 

doesn't

matter, decision has its own pledge - - 

either everlasting glow or 

changes in ashes !

no other mid 

way - - 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

beyond the glass
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/