now darkness layers off, one by one,
the leaves are falling, ruthless
wind doesn't care the
inner emotion,
in his eyes
every
thing is just grey, that's realism, do -
not repeat the pseudo dictum,
your love is just a matter
of death and life,
I know, that's
not true,
that's not possible too, tonight look
me through the stark fact, just
close the book of poem,
I'm ready to expose
my body and
soul, now
up to you, how can you'll explore my
authentic format, without cover,
naked truth or extreme
love, beautiful or
ill favored,
anyway
the
smolder oath is before you, re - think
for a while, then touch me - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Fish-Oil-Paintings
if everything demands perfection in life,
then happiness shrinks rapidly, do
not try to rectify each corner,
disorganized way of
living has its
own
charm, sometimes the bleak vase - - -
appeals with a lot, the latent
artist wakes up in the
inner world, the
unlimited
desire
and short life, waiting for extraordinary
bliss ! just meaningless, your mute
love and my erotomania,
what's more is
needed,
you believe or not, this random way of -
living has a different flavor, neither
knock of past nor the echo
of future, just in this
moment life
wants
a smile in your solicitous face, don't try
to repaint the emotional canvas,
again and again, multiple
brush strokes will
damage the
soul - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
robert-e-wood - bougainvillea-road-todos-santos
again my feelings are awakened
from sleep, again in your face,
some fickle dreams are
emerging with new
inebriation, the
darkness,
again
preparing some cantrip, weaving
some charlatan web, wet
sparklers are visible
on your eyelash,
once again
life
wants to touch the unclouded sky,
what's lost, what's gain, in
your love I've been
forgotten all
the game
of -
number, just emotion is flowing -
through the sequence of
dew droplets - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Supmanee Arts
let me release from your wet emotion,
I've to go faraway, along with
flying thin clouds, some
kindled path of
unknown
deserts, some desolate eyes, some
ignited chest, the dilapidated
dreams are waiting
for me, do not
try to hold
me in
your cage of palm, let me liberate - -
from your indulgence, I'm tiny
firefly, want to go in the
dark grove of the
unseen
dream, want to share the blue luster
with nomadic waves, do not
keep limited up to your
lap, my love is
maverick,
just -
wants to include entire world with - -
open arms - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
beauty of dalia
something, velutinous cognition or
melting drop by drop the
delicate emotion,
some frozen
some
dissolving, difficult to describe in
word, that's your love or a
supernormal effect,
which carries
persona
in the
world of infatuation, gradually the
soul leaves all somatic
sensation, goes
toward the
aroma
of celestial beauty, in the limit of
vision, except your image
everything looks
just smoky
space,
on those strange moments, life -
doesn't desire any thing,
in your proximity, the
entire universe
looks
more gorgeous than so - called
paradise - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
winter-flowers-coralyn-klubnick-simone
the effect of my inclination toward
your exility, gradually created
many narratives through
the fragrant wind of
pre - spring !
now
it's hard to hide all the blooming -
emotion, those all silent
conversations have
scattered the
tipsiness
in the
belvedere of body and soul, every
nook, corner now whispering
the saga of our love,
every moment
looks now
little
mystic, every breath appears as
strayed wild redolence - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
scattered shadow
http://lh6.ggpht.com/--
in some different glance, someone
looked me in the early dawn,
speechless, I observed
the blue valleys
awakening
from
the dreamland, containing wet - - - -
realization, studded with
saffron beds in the
entire body
and
soul, on those spellbound moments
I felt your odor in my depth
of conscience, in the
sensation of my
inner world,
I found
you're busy, nesting or filling the - -
colors on unseen dreams, I
do not know, what was
that semblance,
just life
looked as the tree of flamboyant - -
bloom, though recently the
autumn has passed,
still on the trails,
dry foliage
remembering the delicate bond - -
story of depressed pedicel,
still in wind some mystic
pain remained,
to say
something, which maybe you could
not say before leaving my
shivering finger !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
misty dawn
be careful, its gesture of peek -
nobody knows where is
the meeting point
of blues and
gray !
a mysterious ring of mist is - -
moving in cipher, neither
the shimmering sky
nor that's real
earth,
sheer, inkling of kaleidoscopic
scene, everything is moving
in its way creating the
clouds of color,
it's hard
to find, your so called claim - -
about loving me, maybe
they have been
lost in the
crowd
of colored transparent screens,
do not muffle again the
pseudo face, you
do not know
acting !
in your heart still remained the -
unquenchable thirst - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
art by b fox
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
do not ask the reason, why spring has
twisted the stance, everything in
life, where you could get,
on those emptiness
you've to search
the missing
link,
and that receipt point will show you - -
again the origin of happiness,
nobody waits for the
injured traveler,
some
pain remains incurable, but accepting-
defeat isn't the life, even in desert
flowers never leave blooming,
that spirit has its own
natural appeal,
among
the dense thorn they smiles with hope,-
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by doris joa 2
I know, the condition of your delicate
feelings, nevertheless, reality
of life performs the mute
role in its place,
soundlessly
every -
thing we've to accept with desolate -
eyes, no doubt, in your affinity
nothing is less, rather
more than the
desired,
but somewhere, we have to find, just
ourselves stranded ! on those
moments of compromise,
mirage becomes
more clear,
in such
times, we have no choice, remains
in hand, just a directionless drift,
toward the unseen point,
perpetual floating
do not know
where !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Original Hand-Painted Oil Painting
