Wednesday, 19 March 2014

THE MATTER OF CHANCE - -

perhaps, your affection was 
aquarelle, very soon 
it flew away to 
evaporate,
indeed
there's nothing new in this, -
often it's happened,
raw color looks
more glossy,
but soon
the color leaves its identity,
do not know the depth
of your proclaimed
affinity, often 
which 
frequently appears before -
the vision, same face
becomes the 
illusion
in a wink, actually the known 
friends are found the 
real foe, 'cos
they know
the 
moving fish-eye, there's no -
lapse in their target, 
that's the matter 
of chance.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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Tuesday, 18 March 2014

THE REPLETE SALVATION - -

on those arms persona gets 
back palingenesis, in
the depth of those 
dripping eyes 
existed 
the 
realism of life, evanescent is
every thing, even after 
knowing that, the
smoldering 
desire 
exist
in the depth of conscience - -
nobody in this world is 
the perfect human, 
somewhere 
remains
a bit
incompliance, that's reason -
in your wrinkled face,
life searches 
the divine 
drop,
for replete salvation from the
elusive world !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art - By Ishrath Humairah

Monday, 17 March 2014

MISTY INEBRIATION - -

shadow of your slanting eyes,
often compelled to live, on
those soft moments,
heart becomes
helpless,
again
weaves the tempting dreams,
many times, you look
alike the floating
droplets of
mirage,
several times, life emerges -
from your deep eyes ! as
latent expression
searches the
words,
something is existed in your
face beyond imagination,
that, often I forget
the address
of my
persona, the emotion moves
alike the migrant butterfly,
forgets the broken
cancellous
wings !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
lilac glamour 

THE MISSING REALIZATION - -

let remain with me, some bright 
nights, some hazy affinity,
some sweet twinge,
some lasting 
touch, 
indeed, still in your eyes existed 
my reflection, still in your 
face appears the 
memories of 
the sun -
shade,
whenever, flowers will bloom in - 
the dale, I'm sure, you'll feel 
uneasiness, a feeling 
unknown will 
make 
you addled severely, then you'll
miss me, but the missing 
fragrance will not 
come back
again !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL  
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
colored shadow

Sunday, 16 March 2014

PLEASE STAY NEARBY - -

again life wants to wingless 
flight, a nomadic aroma
or your maverick 
desire filling
the heart,
emotion becoming loony in 
this moment, do not 
calculate the 
math of 
life !
whatever will happen next,
will be seen, dement
mood doesn't 
care about
the -
consequences, be cool in 
this disorderly moment,
the life is so short,
do not tie the 
knot so 
tight,
that would take a century -
to open it, just breath 
with unclouded 
way, still 
night 
has lot of hidden beauty to
share, do not go away 
from my restless 
pulsation, 
still 
nocturnal flowers haven't 
bloomed !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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dreamy blue
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art by Mikki Senkarik

Saturday, 15 March 2014

NEW DEFINITIONS - -

maybe, you've thought, I've been 
finished, but that's not correct,
impact of storm remains 
for sometime, the 
injured shore 
recovers 
from 
unexpected erosion with passing 
time, nature fills all wounds 
silently, your disregard 
couldn't break 
the inner 
perseverance, rather it forced me 
for rejuvenation, the injured
emotion got back the 
ancient beauty,
you believe
it or not,
but it's true, that after stumbling, a 
person becomes more 
cautious, keeps 
every step 
carefully,
the 
life searches again new horizons 
with innovative definition - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


art by Karla Nolan
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Thursday, 13 March 2014

SOMETHING IS IN YOUR EYES - -

in your vision,  emerging some 
unknown ebullience, in my 
heart beat, appearing
some spillover 
passion !
in both 
side smoldering the ember of  
indulgence, too much 
prevented, too 
much 
increased the burning thirst, do
not know, where it'll reach,
already it has been
crossed all the
man made
limit, 
the mellow combustion does -
not care the guard of era, 
glimpse of a strange 
revolution is 
visible 
in your eyes, life is just going 
to change - - 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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art by Darren-BAKER

BELIEVE ME - -

do not try to touch the agony -
of my soul, your gentle 
fingers will burn, 
do not peek
into my 
depth of eye, once immersed
then, you'll not emerge 
again, in this path, 
except the 
thorn 
nothing is germinated, do not 
try to walk with me, bled 
night hasn't any 
pleasant 
dawn, 
just go back, never mind, the 
secret will be buried 
under my chest, 
that, ever 
you 
loved me, some feelings are 
so pertaining to the soul,
until the last breath
it remains 
silent, 
let me to complete the rest - -
barren path of life, but 
do not think that 
I'll finish, just
believe 
me,
one day I'll bloom sure, from
here may day begins 
with countless 
prospects.

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 



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art by marina petro
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Wednesday, 12 March 2014

SOMEWHERE BACKSTAGE - -

every look needs the upper beauty,
inner beauty of heart, remains
neglected in the rain -
shadow, the 
clouds 
of emotion inhabited, somewhere -
in the corner of sky, body 
and soul, as usual 
burnt entire 
night, 
nobody cares the pain of the sere -
bloom, that's the harsh reality
of life, nobody has time, 
in this world of 
speed,
to look back, every moment masks
are changed, do not wait for 
authentic expression,
it's so difficult, 
to know the 
real face, 
doesn't have a choice to life, just a 
sequence of compromise,
nothing except a 
false smile 
maybe 
familiar or alien, all faces existed in 
the dense fog, looking with 
the horse laugh !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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