an innocent question is thy face - -
that, in low moods too, you're
around me, tho' heartless
fate, in any case
charges
a price, nobody can escape from
the trap of destiny, even
knowing that, the
world is on
the pile
of
gunpowder, however the endless
amour doesn't permit me to
breath a moment
without you,
that's
the
extreme veneration or infinite love,
I do not know, but persona
remains all the time
in grip of your
illusion
day
and night someone exists in my - -
inner world !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by lutz baar
very thin streak was on the horizon
or my vision couldn't reach to
get your reflection, indeed
it's tough to put life
into the stone -
rilievo,
the familiar priest worshiped with -
unalloyed ritual entire life,
however the deity
remained as
usual
eternal silent, flower, incense and
reverence couldn't change
the rule of destiny,
actually more
vital is
becoming the true human being !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
flowers-again-lutz-baar
ever since, it realized that you've
been involved in my life, the
persona feels just floating
in the sky, wingless
flight ! a strange
stir is in the
body -
and mind, nowadays there's no -
control on emotions, every
thing looks beautiful,
as emerging
from the
dream,
such as dipped in seven colors !
tho' the path of love is full of
difficulties, yet, that
ablaze path
has its
own
glamor, that eternal combustion
makes the life more evincive,
more charming - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
lotus beauty
that was a love or something else
as a newly built luxury apartment
swinging stairway, beds of
flowers peeking out
from windows,
in swaying
curtain
appeared the game of sun and -
shade, everything was there
but it wasn't ventilated,
a strange stuffiness
was existed
among
the four walls, tho' from pinnacle -
the city looks so beautiful but
something wasn't amid
us, and that missing
link didn't let
me to
sleep a moment, although clouds
touched several times to the
dreamy atrium but real
rain always missed
the path of
melt !
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
window-with-flowers-antonietta-varallo
that rudeness wasn't new, many
times in life, it happens, we
haven't control on the
time, it plays on
the fingers
of
destiny, several times we keep
the glass vase on the safe
place, a little flick, but
breaks the dreamy
blossom, the
life has
its
own compulsion, some stories
never be expressed, it
remained beneath
the chest. just
shrouded
by the
mist,
some mystique language exists
in the depth of eyes as the
unresolved scripts of
bygone era !
toward the
extinct.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
blue bird acrylic painting on wood mantel craft berrybush
where I'm tired, I'm ready to face
another deception of life,
in your quiver, how
many arrows
are left,
I do not know, but I've been toxin
free since a long time, the
chest became numb,
the eyes are the
arid land of
equator,
you know, when pain reaches to
extreme point, it becomes
itself a remedy, the
barren blooms
know how
to smile in the thorny grove, do -
not under estimate anybody,
nobody knows, the
inscription of
forehead,
all days are not equal, perhaps - -
some beautiful moments
are waiting in the
backstage,
the
show of life is still continued, just
patience is required - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by Johanna Bohoy
just look a glance, somewhere
around you, inhabited the
world of pleasure, in
the lap of nature,
whom, you're
searching
since
a prolong time, alas ! that was
hidden in you conscience,
often it happens, the
the scene of
remote
looks
so attractive, but reality reveals
just different, sometimes
we do not care the
affection of
someone
and
sometimes, we've to search - -
the same person whom
we've rejected, that's
the unsolved
riddles
of
life, tho' makes us upset these
emotions, but the tour never
stops, whether someone
walks together or
not, the life
has its
own
commitment, moves as usual.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
scattered emotion
at last, that reeky rain also left
the environs, as usual,
then invoked the
combustion
of loneliness, maybe in your -
window, still clouds are
touching the glass
surface, in
your
restless breath, perhaps, few
droplet of fragrant love is
existed, do you still
thinking for me,
or the
realization became wet floral
vase ! I know very well,
you're so bashful,
as the closed
petals of
rose,
just keeping hidden aroma in
the heart, frightened by the
soft rays of the sun,
but the natural
emotion
are
the by birth unclouded, it's so
hard to keep them under
the fog - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by nancy franke 1
you do not know the depth of my
love, just simply assumed it,
touched on the paused
surface, played
with flying
smoke,
still
you do not know the fun of nyxis,
in your limited vision existed
the somatic pleasure,
my realization
has no
boundary, it goes beyond all the
definition, even the extinction
it does not stop to get
rebirth in your
heart,
I'm the maverick fragrance, I've
not permanent shelter,
nevertheless, I'm
always in your
inner
world, you feel it or not, but it's -
true - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
flower lillies
do not try to touch me, just keep
the alive thirst in your eyes,
in the depth of vision is
found the authentic
beauty, just
keep
the purity in your heart, do not - -
try to cage me in your
delicate emotion,
releasing
time
becomes so painful, just love me
as the raw threads, which
can break easily, do
not try to make
the love so
mazy !
real beauty is always existed in
the depth of simplicity - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
rose bud
