THE EPHEMERAL BEAUTY - -

Some scattered aroma in the air -
some broken resonances
giving knock at the
door, at the
midnight,
as the
flowers are blooming somewhere
gradually - - and you're slowly
touching my breath, alike
in the summer, the
sandalwood
forests
have been awakened, in the far - -
away the mist of your love,
calling me with the
extreme passion,
do not know
what's
hidden in that evocation, on those
moment, the life forgets every -
thing including the earth's
charm or celestial
grandeur !
except your mysterious eyes the
entire cosmos just looks
a colorful bubble
ephemeral
beauty !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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MULTIPLE TWIST - -

A drop, which was broken from
my eyes, if it could get the
shadow of your eyelid,
perhaps, it would
not have
glass,
anyway, in your love this isn't -
the final destination, still
a long mysterious
journey is
calling
behind the dense fog, still, I'm
ready to go through the
burning path of
passion !
I do not know, your accuracy -
of dedication, however
once again life
wants to
keep
on bets himself ! whatever next,
will be seen further - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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art - crytal beauty by barbara fox 1

BEYOND THE SHADOW - -

Do not touch my old wounds, that;
all the pains are slowly drying
away, do not look me
again with the
spirit of
compassion, now I have been - - -
learned to live in the wave
of troubles, indeed
the experience
makes a
person perfect, it's not necessary -
the expression of face is the
real reflection of heart,
many elusive faces,
I've seen in
my life, 
which were something differ inside
and just reverse in outer world,
it's not so easy to read
the inner book !
even whole
life, if you will remain attached to -
someone, I'm sure you can not
touch the depth of the
heart, indeed we
just play
our own created role with pseudo
beauty, now it's a matter of
destiny, who is much
more successful
in acting !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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AROMATIC SUMMARY - -

 I've often seen a dream, that -
every single face should
look just like a lotus
shrouded with
dew drops,
in the
winter morning emerging from
the foggy lake containing
divine beauty, every
smile should
reflect
with the opening of petals, - - -
forgetting all the fatigue
of life, an innovative
start with crystal
clear heart !
often
life recoups with new potential,
that's the path of survival,
an any case gleeful,
smiling in every
pain alike the
rose - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Waterlilies by Ann Mortimer

IN THE CORRIDOR - -

Do not know why, the beautiful
morning sometimes looks
alike the recluse
moment, tho'
everything
exist
around us, flowers, butterflies,
fragrance but do not know
why, sometimes life
looks very gloomy,
all vivid
color
consisting of each other and - -
makes saffrony environ !
however life want
as usual exit
from the
tunnel of apathy, a refreshing
realization is also need
of life, we can not
twist the face
of that
reality, in such thoughts let's - -
decorate flower again in
the corridor - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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art by mortimer
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HYDROUS FEELINGS - -

Do not make me, the first
published poetry, let
me simply in the
gloom of -
oblivion,
too
much desire will ruin the -
charm of your love
somewhere,
additional
aspire
often brings the life toward
the stump region, no
scope of new
leaves
tho'
everywhere is undulate - -
waves, moistened
realization but
no life !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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 art by Howard Scherer

ESOTERIC VISION - -

Yet exists, somewhere in my
chest, moistened feeling
for you, by the way
things have
been
changed, nevertheless, the -
life has its own priority,
the real worship
never shows
the - -
depth of faith, which remains
in the form of cryptic
inscription, often
appears in
depth
of eyes, sometimes like the
dew drops and many
times like the
floating
fog -
particles the persona looks - -
for the blue sky, just
analogous of
your
heart, pure and transparent !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
  

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Rose  by Catherine Klein

ON THE THRESHOLD - -

The desires were alike the flying
moths of last rain, a while
hovered on the canopy
of magnolia, later
moved
toward the light of death, maybe
that was so called a short
life but purposeful,
undefined
passion
is hidden in your love which do
not allow my soul, to get
release from the
terrestrial
body,
it often comes back after going
a little away, you're always
waiting with mysterious
look on the stairs
of threshold
as usual,
why I do not know, perhaps I do
not want to know !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



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Calla Lilies  by Ann Hoffpauir

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Shelley Waring WATERCOLOR

YOU'RE WAITING SOMEWHERE - -

 You're probably the same person,
who often thinks for me, tho'
it's difficult to guess,
what's going on
in your
heart, however, trust is important
in life too, believe it as a God,
otherwise it's stone, that's
a simple logic, the sky
is existed on the
pillars of
hope,
without that sense, everything is -
just like broken resonance,
a perception of zero,
which returns
from the
wilderness in form of strange - - -
voice ! life has various
stoppages, who
knows, in
which
secluded place you're waiting for
me - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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