THE VOICE OF CONSCIENCE - -

 Is it the religion of great philosophy,
after chanting the pious words
of god killing the innocent,
do not know where
gone all the
so called
leaders of humanity, what's that evil
shadow, which wants to swallow
the dreams of beautiful
earth, what's use of
such path for
heaven,
in name of religions brings towards
the venomous trees which only
provides the poisonous
fruit, what's that
heart which
doesn't
melt after looking tears in the eyes
of unfortunate mothers sitting
near the grave with dead
child, is it the world
of human being,
do not know
every
one is silence, but silence is not the
solution, the voice of conscience
shouldn't die - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Qiang-Huang-Rose-Concerto

LIVE AND LET LIVE TO OTHER - -

The whole universe is alive with love,
live or inanimate, every thing is
needed a touch of affection,
every breath has the
desire to see
the blissful
dawn,
the floating swarm of flamboyant - - -
butterflies, blooming flowers,
and unseen fragrance
with breeze, the
unlimited
circle
of natural beauty, everything has its - 
own beauty, just required to
open the eyes of the
innermost, in
every
face is existed the innocent soul we've
to feel that, we've to love them,
nobody in this world is born
without the pain or
anguish, every
heart is needed the reason to beat for
someone except self, and that's
the emotion of love,which
brings even the
ruthless
persona towards the path of humanity - - 

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 
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painting by artist Qiang Huang 4

THE MEANINGLESS PARADISE - -

Do not know, what they want to - -
prove, in which, god's
existence, they
have belief,
or just
false self-pride, they're proceeding
towards the premature
cataclysm, do not
know what's
that
misguided ideology which altering
the religion into the venomous
path of felo-de-se, it's
easy to conquer
the piece
of
land but victory on hearts isn't the
child's play, do not know why
so ruthless carnage on
the sand dunes
of ancient
land, the
civilization cries on the innocent - - 
man's tomb, just change all
those doctrines of
out dated, that's
only one
the
real god's religion, which teaches
the humanism beyond all
the ethnic differences,
what's meaning
of such type's
paradise
which
existed on the graves of guiltless -
human being - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 
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painting by artist Qiang Huang
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FREE FROM ALL THE MYTH - -

When the sky be void, the blooming
dale will be deserted, when the
life will chase the charlatan
shadows, except the
mirage, if you've
nothing, on
those
moment, the unseen love will hold -
your hand, if you believe in
yourself, I'm sure, all
stormy clouds,
unexpected
whirlwind,
will just
pass away without any destruction - -
a person who believes in the
feeling of all wellness,
without any dividing
line, a soul
which
feels the implied meaning of wet eyes,
that soul doesn't need the
salvation, it's free from
all the myth of
heaven
hell !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


  

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painting by artist Qiang Huang

IT'S SURE - -

In desire of handful sunlight
sometimes life becomes
the plants of indoor,
just waits for
reflected
light,
alike the caged bird forgets
aerial path, in fact we
fear about the
rebellion
and
accept the injustice, indeed
we shrink in limited circle,
and become the
creature of
self
centered, somewhere the -
natural instinct of real
humanity dies
before the
birth,
tho' in the own world we get
temporary pleasure, but
the conscience often
admonishes to
our soul,
the
latent deity suddenly wauls
against the cowardliness,
and the life wants
renaissance
against
all
man made philosophies or
all the sweet venomous
doctrines, where
the value of
humanity
exists
on
the margin, and mastermind
becomes the satrap, but
end of sin is certain,
maybe today or
tomorrow, it's
sure - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL   
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art of linda jacobus

THE FIXED MOMENT - -

the silence has its own word,
far away like the dream
of glacier, some
frozen, some
toward
half
melting point, the emotions -
sleep beneath the chest,
the world says, it's
underground
hot stream,
flows
may be toward the autumn's
leaf, nothing is mystery 
in this, every soul 
has to alter 
one day,
it's 
eternal truth of life, the green 
leaf has the fixed days !

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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Art : NEW POETIC CREATION, BY MY DAUGHTER NUPUR SANYAL

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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