FLOWERS OF HOPE - -

The destiny of glass is breakage,
so why regret, it's graph of
life, sometimes you're
on the flash point,
and sometime
I'm out of
your
reach, everything has two facet !
the game of shadow and
light goes in its way,
in the last every
body's
need is not more than two yards'
ground, do not know why
this unextinguished
desire to live in
the crystal
palace,
when entire life, we've searched -
a moment of peace, then
what's fear of death -
knock, which
brings
the ignited life towards the eternal
calmness - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

  

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Heade Martin Johnson 1819-1904.Flowers of Hope

OUT OF DARKNESS - -

Didn't remember me, neither - -
have any news since
the ages, that
person
now
suddenly claims about the deep
affinity, often in life that's
happened, actually
it's very hard
to stand
with
someone on the thorny path - -
indeed the man remains
forever alone since
the birth, it's
different
matter
that we have recited the pledge
for living together the lifetime,
everything has the two
phases, the life
moves on
the line
of perimeter, as usual in its way
with plus minus - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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art by Gary Jenkins

THE INNER GRACE - -

Do not make the preface in affinity,
whenever, you want just meet
me with inner beauty, too
much outspokenness
sometimes spoils
the charm of
meeting,
the
realism of love exists in innermost,
remains silence, untouched
hidden from the world's
eyes, indeed, the
main deity
lives
in the sanctum of pious emotions -
half asleep half-awake, among
the fragrance of all wellness,
not related to the
specific soul,
that's
not the individual's yield, rather, he
loves the whole world with
equal passion, neither
more or not just
less.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Lars Eje Larsson art 1

PERHAPS SOMEWHERE - -

I know, again you're trying -
to win my trust, or it
can say, just
sowing
the
seeds in the wasteland, you
say or do not say but in
your eyes some
half bloomed
dreams
are
smelling with lost fragrance,
indeed, it's not so easy to
regain the passion of
first love, some
moments
are
alike the scale of trackless -
colorful butterflies, leave
away the beautiful
realization on
the finger
tip !
that's reality of life, a person
only knows the value
of real love when
heart becomes
the empty
box
of fill up the blank, limited - -
option remains in hand
but time doesn't
permit, the
age
passes, continuously just in
thinking, life remains as
usual alike the blank
paper, wordless
and very
moony.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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Lars Eje Larsson's art

TOWARD THE RISE - -

Unexpected nothing, in this juncture,
everybody has his own priority,
it's not necessary that,
you're bound to
wait, in
every turning point for someone, the
another name for life is continuity,
just proceeding toward the
unknown destination,
sometimes alone
and ever
behind the procession, the life is just
the eternal stream, we have to
flow in every condition,
the echoes, often
returned back
from the
abandoned caves, it's not so easy to
live in the desolation, the real
soul stays among the
oppressed and
miserable
persona, the self-salvation becomes
fiddling object on that illuminated
diversion, during such time
the real human forgets
the self pain, and
that's the rise
of divinity.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
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Pansies in mist

NO BAILSMAN - -

You've joined with me, somewhere
in this way, that life is nothing
without you, however
the reality has
its own
compulsions, not so easy to live in
dreams, but a realization that
you're existed nearer
to my heart,
always
emphasized to proceed toward the
unseen world, the life has the
eternal truth of victory
and defeat,
nobody
is liberated from that phases, and -
that's beauty of life, there's
no such bailsman to 
assure, the sky 
will never
change 
the
color !destiny or nature both are - - 
difficile, do not care anybody,
 
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
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zhao zhiqiang watercolor

THE EXIT POINT - -

It was a dream or the maze of - -
awakened eyes, extensive
sea before the thirsty
persona, but
as usual
the
life remains void, perhaps we've
desired more than allot, in
proximity or from the
distance, all faces
surrounded
me whole
the
life, nevertheless I've remained -
isolated even in the crowd,
your love sometimes
appeared alike
the strange
aura
and many times you have looked
just very alien, unrecognized,
indeed, in the depth of
ocean, often it's
hard to get
the
exit point, the body just floats in - -
mercy of waves !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
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white_tulips

A LITTLE MORE - -

Nothing is regret, in this moment,
only the dream is broken,
otherwise everything
is in its place, the
sky, the moon,
of course,
the
moonlit tuberose, all were so -
vibrant, that's sprinkle of
your love or still
emerging
the
wild aroma from the soul, do not
know, what was that feeling
which affixed to heart
alike the anther
dust, the
inner
emotion is still soaked, tho' the -
dawn has the different
story of realism but
heart desire
a little
more hang over, do not move the
drapery in this moment - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Alberto_Guillen_Flower_Paintings_4

THE VISION OF PIERCE - -

Any mask, could not change the -
inner voice, invisible eyes see
everything, you can not
change the final
judgement
with the
art of manipulation, every moment
is accounted by that hidden
entity, you believe it or
not, that's your own
perception, but
something
exists
all the times in the backstage of - -
persona, you've do anything,
it's not easy to escape
from the vision of
pierce, it
penetrates all the man made veils.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
  

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silkan touch.jpg