IT'S TO EARLIER - -

your, this negative approach,somewhere,

brings the persona towards the 

desertification, for god's 

sake, do not play 

with the 

burning desires, still, life is eager to know 

the hidden horizon, yet, the emotions 

do not touched to the maturity,

it's to earlier to reach 

on conclusion,

you haven't 

look my conscience, so far, you are not - - 

dissolved in my invisible scent cells,

let me to absorb your tender 

love, later gradually 

unfold the petal

of passion !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Marie Wise, Artist

THE LONGING GLANCE - -

the foundation of a dream, whatever 

may be, but true love is required

to upbuild the crystal palace,

it's well known, that

the destiny of 

glass

is the fission, however life doesn't -

leave the dreaming, medium 

of engrave, maybe vary -

from your eyes 

to stony 

segment, needs an excuse to life, - 

and that's why, heart beats 

for you, even after 

shattering in 

pieces, 

it conceals the reflection of feeling 

dipped into the endless 

affection - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Rubies Porcelain 

RE - COLORING - -

I couldn't say anything, only looked 

the expression, up and down 

of emerging emotion, 

that person wasn't 

any stranger,

rather 

very familiar, close to the heart, or

maybe that was misconception, 

it's happened, sometimes 

it's to late to know 

someone 

with 

depth, even whole life passes to 

touch the secret of mind, 

indeed an hidden 

deal remains

amid 

the relation, according the season 

everything changes, in the -

uninspiring emotions, 

it's so difficult to 

re-coloring,

the 

vast voidness leaves the profound 

influential mark - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
sakura_blossom_watercolor_by_randomtrick

IN THE MYSTIC GROVES - -

nobody is the actual primate, impassable -

pathways are my chum, often shows 

the ray of destination, you 

believe or not, though

wandering in 

the dense 

silvan, 

life gets the address of your love, just near 

the heart, indeed, it's not so matter 

of tangle, but often we do not 

recognize ourselves, 

from that point,

an endless

thirst

begins towards the saline lake of aspires,

and the constant disorientation 

makes the life miserable,

the nucleus of musk 

remains in the

conscience,

the eyes

seek the illusive antelope in the mystic - - 

groves !

* * 

-  SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

aquarelle  - artist Elise Palmigiani.jpg

alone in the rain - -

JUST FOR A SMILE - -

the meaning of my smile, isn't  

the philosophy of life, it's 

a reflection of the 

prolonged -

journey,

from the desert to undulated -

ocean, from the mirage 

to the actuality, yes -

it's true, en route

somewhere 

the 

shadow of your so called love,

or solace, wasn't a co -

incidence, many 

times in 

life,

it's happened, dreams looks -

so closed to the heart, 

and the same -

transient

feeling 

doesn't get bored from self, - -

the account of gaining

and losing was a

complicated

matter,

so 

everything I've been forgotten,

just for a smile - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

DIVINE DAISIES Original Art by Peggy Garr

painting by Avaz Mutall

THE UNTAPPED FRAGRANCE - -

some unsaid words, something unheard 

hum, an invisible touch, dim light that 

comes from the emotional

gazebo, a little bit -

delicate 

adulation, often life searches the gist of

affection in your charlatan eyes !

what's the motive behind

the sotto smile, the 

evening looks 

more 

beautiful, an untapped a bit fragrance !

it's your mysterious persona or 

blooming the petioles of 

tuberose, often 

heart seeks 

your 

existence in conscience, perhaps - - - 

you've dissolved in my breath,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

emotional touch 

THE FRAGRANT DARKNESS - -

haven't you ever met me, neither I've 

seen you, then what's reason 

of this closeness, perhaps 

an unseen bridge is 

existed amid 

us, the 

emotional wave flows beneath that, -

we never talked to each other,

but felt with depth, in my 

poetry, an unknown 

fragrance 

wakes before the nightfall, a strange 

sensation creates passionate 

to heart, some unseen 

touch, goes across 

the persona,

leaving some deep sweet mark, the 

night blooms with moonlit 

petals of love - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

painting by Theo Dapore 2

THE AIMLESS FLOW - -

a bit strange, nowadays seems the

realization, you are not so -

well known, nor my

reflection has

identified

to me,

an approximate depth, and endless

immersion, who knows where's 

the exit gate, an illusive

mist everywhere,

neither you've

the

permanent address, nor I know the -

destination, just flowing with

flux of time, this aim -

less floating

has a

different glamour, unleashing flights,

neither you've the complaint

nor in my heart remains

desires beyond

the reach,

the

beautiful treaty, contained in each - - 

other - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/