do not know, from where, the storm is
emerging, the silence capped
everywhere, you're face
to face or a rotating
mirror is in front
of me, it's
blaze of virility, or passion wants to - -
touch the ultimate fascination,
everything is gliding
away from its
base - -
an amazing flow desires to merge the
persona, with volatile attitude,
emotions are nearer
to overflow, how
to keep
the leg on the surface, the soul wants
to float on the sky path, in your
love, the existence looks
like colored froth,
trying to
cross the eroded embankment of - -
life - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
artist Andrew Peutherer
snatching me, silently from my persona,
someone said, I'm sorcerer ! how
to explain that, often I became
sedated after meeting
that person,
entire
cosmos on that moment looks alike a -
mysterious cipher floating on
the flow of bluish light,
in overwhelmed
moment,
some unsolved enigma or untouched
dream is that love, which often
captivate the senses, in
way that life forgets
all tension of
life - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by FABIO CEMBRANELLI
faces and masks were so analogue
to each other, that life moved
blindly in the rotation
of skeptical
cycle,
in your infatuation existed the world -
of temptress, often mind confuses
to identify the deference
amid the realty and
hypocrisy, the
emotion
remains as usual unstable on the tip
of iceberg ! all the dreams of
your promises had the
short life, in the
first ray of
sun - -
it melted easily, several times I have
decided to return back, many
times, you didn't release
me from the grip of
passionate
love - -
that's reason, life never gave up the -
chase endless, maybe mirage
or the pseudo-oasis is
inhabited in your
eyes, but
life - -
searches the extinct fountain in your
heart - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Oil-Painting Abstract - Chinese
do not let die, urges of truth, it's the
main gist of life, even on the
auction plaza, do not
twist the face
I know,
it's so difficult to walk on the street -
of dolorosa, that's a common
man or apostle soul,
screaming for
justice !
don't avoid the voice of conscience,
in your consent depends, the
future of reprimanded
human being,
do not
forget the call of distressed chest - -
there's no difference between
us, except the venom of
doctrine which
injected
by insane clergy man, do not throw
the stone to me, there's no
space remained on
the body, it's
already
over wounded, if possible re-look - -
the mirror, I'm not stranger,
somewhere my image
is reflected in your
face, just try
to get -
the meaning of affinity, which is the
authentic appeal, color, feature,
race, all are evanescent,
then why so vanity,
ever try to see
the world,
with simple philosophy, the entire - -
universe is moves on the
breath, if it'll finish,
nothing will
exist,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Carl-Schlademan-artwork-calla-lily
let it be untouched, in its place, under -
ashes fire can also be, this night
has smoky environs, do not
lit the lamp, sometimes
in the darkness,
we can
know better to each other, there's no -
fear of shadow, just try to go in
the depth, keep all your
logic on the wall -
hook, in this
moment,
only one thing is the god's truth, and -
that's our introduction, as a
creature of organ thirst,
the medium for
new creation,
in this
sapphire dark everything looks crystal
clear, nothing is hidden, nothing
is under the shroud, the
body and mind all
uncovered,
the soul
unclouded, without bond, floating on - -
the sky path, love supposed to
cross the blazing somatic
wall, this combustion
has time limit,
but on
the far side is existed an endless felicity,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by DEE
I do not said anything yet, for opening -
the door, required a few moment,
the waiting has its own
olfaction, tho' -
return
isn't my decision, that's depend in your
mind, I'm still busy to recover -
myself, from scatter of
nightmare, let me
to prepare
for -
another jerk, it's too earlier to decide -
the beauty of adytum from the
threshold, some more
time is needed
to know
each other, still moon hasn't risen - - -
the tuberose still searching
the origin of mysterious
fragrance - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by - CHRISTOPHER CLARK
that's a continuous effluent of your love,
damping the innermost, optical
illusion, let remain in its
place, what I see in
the limit of
vision,
it's not necessary everyone will think -
same, the glance which can
go through the delicate
layer of emotion,
that magical
sight is
required in life, a look which can alter
the venom into life - giving fluid,
often persona desires to
get that perfection
in life, the
inner
transparency must recognize the - - -
reflection of truth, rise of
cosmic purity - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
splash of wine red- art by Christopher Clark
ultimately you've touched the centralized
point, but still the feeling of depth
is missing in your emotion,
presumably, one
day you'll
win my soul, to reaching on that level, - -
sufficient conation is required,
just you've touched the
outer surface, the
inner world
remained unexcavated, underneath the -
blazed desert existed the real
oasis, you're still floating
on the milky way,
behind the
dazzling mirage, in your love emerging -
elusive drops, whenever it will
alter to dew, perhaps,
you'll be very
nearer
to the core of eternal circle, where all - -
desires get salvation - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
abstract-expressionism art by - Tony Badwy
the procession of blooming season, I've -
been left over in your body and soul,
I'm not sure, how deep is your
cognition, how much
you've absorbed
my love - -
but my endeavor was beyond the insanity,
in your heart, in your feeling, indeed
I've attempted to fill, the bliss,
more effectively than
elixir ! you're -
still unborn,
or got back the palingenesis, that's the - -
question, but I'm sure, the journey
has crossed all limits, all the
mystery of passionate
recess has been
discovered,
and the
gusto level crossed all flash-point, it's time
now to back toward the origin point,
the light rain of evening, and
my persona live, perhaps
somewhere in the
autumn path,
now up
to you, follow or not, everybody has its own
priority, personal compulsion, it's
not necessary, you'll be
with me everlasting,
the oath had
transient
period, and bubbles have not infinite treaty,
the natural liberty creates absolute
inner beauty, so just keep me
in your breath, maybe
one day feelings
will be the
fragrance of bloom, with celestial splendor,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
autumn-lonely-man
the love is so delicate, a little push
will break it, let remain the
dampness of eyes,
who knows, -
the aridity
of heart is still unquenchable, any -
time, the backwoods fire, will
kindle again ! whenever,
I met you, something,
I forgot to ask you,
whenever,
you wanted to know, you didn't get
any words, only a standstill
of moment remained
between us, just
searching
a missing link of affinity, dilemma -
or hesitation, do not allowed
us to reach on final
point, amazing
attachment
created
an unseen dream on the emotional
stage, we together watched the
art of melting glass, and
analysed them with
individual -
outlook,
without cease, illusively each other,
we traveled the long term dark
night - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
delicate art
