THE FLOW OF CREATION - -

tonight, bring me on those moonlit flow, 

where soul gets enormous purity,

body gets coldness of 

sandal particle !

heart gets

infinite

serenity, your love has celestial beauty,

let me to float on the surface of -

clouds, beneath the shadow

of seraph ! make me 

transparent man 

as the clarity

of glass, 

later enter inside my conscience with -

prismatic beauty, this body and

virility has no meaning if,

it will not enchant

your heart !

make 

me replete victorious man, a dilettante

masculine soul who knows the 

real definition of genesis,

reproduces the real 

human being,

without

you my existence is incomplete, just - - 

love me beyond all the obstacle !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

chinese painting traditional

AFLAME EMOTION - -

in every angle, your face moves with 

carrying numerous pollen rain, 

the thirsty, volcanic cirque

is my persona, do 

not get peace

a moment, 

though

the monsoonal rain moisten the - - - 

blazing valley, but the chest 

remained as usual 

the derelict 

land of 

rain shadow ! the belief of promise - 

do not let me to be an atheist,

hence in every drop of 

reflection, I search 

your image, 

that's 

somatic or undefined union, I do not 

know, just emotion burns on the 

cipher alike incredible 

chandeliers - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Melanie Pruitt

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art by Toby Keller

LET ME TO SLEEP FOR A WHILE - -

give me a few moments to sleep, I gave - 

you everything, body, mind, animate, 

or the subconscious !

adoration, worship, 

veneration, 

longing, gluttony, appetency, shrouded or 

uncovered, all the definition now in 

your hand, in which frame 

you want to tie, it 

depends on 

your - 

conscience ! let me to sleep for a while !

I've to go in the remote, far away -

it's heard, on that firefly's

island, some rare 

flowers have

eternal 

fragrance, which changes persona with 

blessed touch - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist toni grote

EXTREME ATTAINMENT - -

an elusive desire or your wild aspire !

whatever is that mysterious 

glamour, life has 

entrapped,

now -

one side is trench another side stair,

between them is the hanging 

emotional bridge !

it's love or 

snare,

saying is not so easy, an inebriation 

carries the persona toward

the unexpected point,

the thin line of 

discretion

isn't 

obvious, I'm moving on the circle of  

death trap ! or in your love, 

immortality is trivial,

required the 

only way 

of palingenesis, beyond all the myth ! -

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

artist Grigor Malinov

RE - EMERGENCE - -

nothing in hands, again night has been gone,

some bruises, some unknown pain!

few humming sound remained

in the body and mind!

awning of stars 

have lost

in the emerging light of dawn, again arid path

is calling, life hasn't any complain, your

love inhabited in the depth of pore, 

hard to erase ! stroking the

wound with gentle 

fingers !

I've been learned to live in the world of mirage,

again blooming valley somewhere 

some other day will be 

clement - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist Richard Quinn Morrison

BEYOND THE SKYLINE - -

these feelings haven't wings, nevertheless -

nobody can stop unleashing flight !

an unseen levee which is 

extended among 

us, brings 

the throb toward the new definition, farther 

most scattered a realization which 

appeals everybody to look 

through the parallel 

kaleidoscope,

the life 

isn't limited to individual, yes, your love is - -

special but not entire, there's a 

world furthermore, the 

horizon line isn't

the final 

destination, let me to reach on those - - - - -

undiscovered land of reverse 

flow, to know the reality 

of life - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

art by David Adickes

THAT'S NOT THE END OF EARTH - -

where the vision ends, that's not the edge 

of earth, the world is existed around

the persona, in the sombre  

apathetic faces, the 

life bawls in 

gloom 

corner of ruined shrines, the unknown - - 

scream resonate from the fetus,

asks to creator the question

of survival, the world 

emerges in the 

silence 

of cemeteries together the anguish of so 

called notorious red light area ! in 

the last o'clock, life turns -

around with the 

multiple

fragmentary body ! when the cars run on

the spiral flyovers, life awakes 

beneath the dream from 

the pit of hunger 

and

helplessness, the colorless footpath - - - 

spell out the depth of wound !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

flowers which never bloomed 

CANNOT RETURN EVERYTHING - -

do you recall or not, some of my memories -

are still scattered around you, it's not 

easy, that everything else give 

back, let it be near your 

heart, some scent

remains for -

ever 

fresh, though seasons will change in its way,

do you still wait for the evening rain, 

or someone has carried you, 

in the flow of emotion, 

in your atrium 

is still

blooming some anonymous bright colored -

flowers, or maybe you've no more 

time to see the drizzling rain !

perhaps, now wouldn't

you hurt after 

sinking 

of paper boat, that's life I know, galvanized - 

albedo never exist forever - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

evening rain 

NOT KNOWING WHERE - -

what's hidden in that staring eyes, often 

I think, every moment moves from

body to conscience ! wasn't 

so hard to know my

persona, not 

knowing

why ?

it searches something more, except a - - 

fragile heart, I had nothing any 

other enticing object !

a beautiful vase 

cherished

with 

glassy emotional bloom, filled by scented

realization, and that too, you've

been took away, now 

even breathing is 

depended 

on you, 

I'm wandering behind you as restless - - -  

soul - - river - - sea - - mountain 

valley - - desert - - mirage 

earth to sky !

* * 

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

ART BY OSNAT TZADOC