in every dark backstage, somewhere
existed ray of hope, let them to
crimp the sky, the light
of your eye is
enough
for
life, when every face becomes the - -
blooming beauty, the fun of life
becomes double, the
evasiveness is
very easy
to get
rid
from liability, but real happiness is - -
always existed in sacrifice, just
for a moment, look to burn
yourself, the life
seems so
nice
and meaningful, just try to read the - -
silent language of distressed
heart - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Sparkle!
again, there's rising the clouds
of fog, again something
is lacking in the
life, perhaps
your
love, somewhere shows the - -
dream of spring, tho'
the autumn is
standing
on - -
the threshold, amid the sorrow
and happiness, a thin
streak always
existed
and
that brings the life toward the - -
beautiful dawn - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
Autumn Landscape Oil Painting by Marina Petro
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the season does not stop, someone
waits or not, it's not make any
difference, the sun shade
emerges as usual
in the vale,
flowers
bloom, butterflies moves in search -
of nectar, you open the window,
or not, the light arrives in
all situation from
the vents, the
life has
commitments not only with self and
that's feeling makes unceasing
faith in the love, again
someone erases
the name
which was written on the sand, once
again life moves toward the
midstream in search of
new experience,
as usual
the restless shore waits for the next
tidal waves - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
beyond the window
destiny did not preclude us
from last light of your
love, in every
situation,
blossom has entered into -
the life, a faith that
never dries,
in every
step,
an invisible shadow of your
compassion creates
uncalled inner
beauty
in the persona, every time -
I recovered from the
atrocities of
world,
every moment life touched
the iridescent horizon.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
last light of day
emerges purity from the depth -
of slime, when all the limit
crosses the tyranny,
the life gets
back
the inner vigor, the sky is forced
to shed the tears, everything
has it's own day, nobody
has the birth rights,
for ruling on
the -
hearts without consent, disdain
never stops the revolt of
conscience, the
storm which
rises
from the dust of earth, doesn't -
care the pride of high
garret, do not
play with
the
paused holocaust, it never waits
for date, month
or moment !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
emerging lotus
emerges from thorns, the shine
of moist eye, the blooming
emotion of burning
chest, it's hard
to define
the
agony of conscience, do not - -
play with fire annulus, it
leaves the deep
adust cavity
in the
inner heart, throughout the ages,
a silent pain existed, that's
love beyond all odds,
then too hard
to live
and, it's not so easy to die, life -
life fluctuates in a vacuum
with strange feeling !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
purple beauty
some half - bloomed passion,
some partially emerging
moon or the aglow
face, hard to
say - -
where's the reality and where's
the dream, your love has
multi angle beauty,
I often forget,
the path,
which
goes toward my address, few
colored glass drops or
dripping aqueous
moment, do
not know,
what's
hidden in your heart, emotion
becoming alike restless
summer evening,
waits for
rain
uncalled, a strange aroma is
scattering in environs - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Raoul Maucherat De Longpre - Lilacs and Leaves
the reflection of thirst will never allow
you for the deep slumber, the
night will swindle with
elusive shadow,
when the
orangery will break in pieces, I'm - -
afraid, even willingly you can
not weep, do not draw
me in your world
of dream,
let me to exist on the barren surface !
the limitless desires, as usual
sparkling in your eyes,
but I'm sorry to say
that, it's so
difficult
to follow your path, my destination or
destiny do not match with your
ambition, I want to live in
the crowd of lesser
known faces,
do not
make me the co traveler of mirage - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
art by Darren Baker
across the gazebo, the paused
spring, innermost the heart,
silent melody, just
awaiting for
your
consent, on the broken window
glass, again someone has
written, some random
message of
love,
or poetry of hydrous eyes, don't
know why, nowadays, some
sweet twinge in the heart
emerging with new
definition, do
not know,
where
is the destination, whim of the -
mind is so restless - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
memory
the exaltation of season never stops,
autumn has its own compulsion,
after falling down all the
pale leaves, sprouts
of expectation
reappears
with
new potential, do not say good bye -
still you've to walk along with
me, still on the horizon
some sleepy
dreams
are
waiting for you, don't say that you've
been jaded, the journey of life
is so long, still beneath
the moonlight,
some
blooming vale is calling you, still you -
do not learn the unleashing
smile - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
floral abstract painting_ by dhukd
