Rays of your eyes or fruit of
austerity, a wet feeling
or the affinity of
births, it's
hard
to define your love, even - -
knowing that the life is
a bubble, alike the
kid, the mind
runs
behind the seven colored - -
dream, and those
crystal palace
makes
the
persona meaningful, though
there's a distance
between the
oasis
and
the barren earth, however in
the horizon, some
sporadic clouds
can make
the
difference, and the instinct of
survival, repeatedly
brings me near
you - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Rose Edin Watercolors
Whether you have a million -
attempts to get so called
the desired dream
land, nothing
will change,
if the
stars' path goes through the
predestined cabriole,
before the end of
night everything
was in your
fist, in
the first ray of sun, all things
looked apparent and
illusion free, some
scattered drops
of dew and
miles
long silence, life searched -
repeatedly the foot print
of moonlight but
did not find
out, the
celestial river has perhaps
some secret flowing
path - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Jacqueline Gnott. Watercolor
It's known, nobody waits forever,
the reality of life isn't the
poetry of Omar
Khayyam,
however some convictions have
the indelible sense of oath,
like the silent burning
candle, burns
until the
last melting drop, Its happiness -
consists in burning, that's
the inner perception,
which can only
be realized,
some
relationship hasn't the name, but
they exist in immortal bond,
sometimes in form of
flowers and ever
as dew drop
on the
tip of gabled thorn, in every step -
just smiling - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
C:\Users\Sanyal\Pictures\feelings.jpg
Which was lost, maybe that wasn't -
mine, then why often chasing
the shadow, indeed, in
the crowd of world
nobody has
time to
look back, alike the far-reaching train
the life has to run, running back
acacia tree, wet land or flock
of sparrow, all scene
gradually, becomes
the part of
transient memory, that's the reality of
life, an unaccomplished journey
or the search of endless
destination or a
saline thirst
of sea
remains as usual in the heart alike - -
the wandering resonance
in fog - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
Art Out of the Mist by Artist Judith D
Whatever share was mine,
I've given you, do not
complain for the
sunlight in
the
twilight, some realization -
remains in the heart
alike the befall
noon's
cozy touch of winters, just
for feel, sitting on the
veranda with a
book of
literature, and some lines -
of mystery which were
underlined by
you, do
not
know you still feel same - -
affection in your heart
or time has been
erased all the
footsteps
of wet
coast land, where we have
walked together for a
long time, just
careless
from
all the turmoil of world, lost
in each other - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
shadows of past
You've been incorporated into my
persona, in a such way that
every breath rises with
the fragrance of
soaked
saffron, some shared secrets or -
some dreams which viewed
together by us, difficult
to say in your love,
the life has
been
touched the implausible light and
that's reason the inner gloom
illuminates with hundreds
ray ! life searches the
real meaning
of the
survival not only for self, rather for
others too - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by GORBAN Michael
Just a smile is enough to make the
day beautiful, who wants the
worldwide treasure, in
your lips exists
the locus
of
countless joys, just share them with
lavishly, let's bloom the emotion
in a way that a little smile
can create the
fragrance,
even
in the heart of strangers, often we -
live the life for ourselves, let's
think a moment for
others' too,
who
has lost the reason of blooming, the
real essence is existed in the
bliss of sharing emotion,
often generosity
of flowers
bring
me in the world of inner beauty - - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art by Sandra Strohschein 1
Caravan of stars were waiting
for a long, all the jasmine
fell down one by
one, your
love
remained in the life alike the -
long lasting aroma in the
depth of soul, it's
very difficult
to forget
you,
however,compulsions aren't
so less in life, alas, you
can believe it, the
life was really
so short
to get your affinity bountiful -
never mind, it's heard
that,across the
sky, there's
another
world of soul, perhaps, real
love never extincts - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Sweet-peas in a rotund glass Vase, Isaac Israels. Dutch (1865 - 1934)
Those all crave have the limited
circumference, indeed, the
extreme bliss was
consisted
in the
conscience, hence, I could not -
ever be forgotten by you,
in the crowded path
or in secluded
moment,
you
were always in front of the eyes,
it's not so easy to deceive
himself, day and night
the persona
becomes
the
swirling mirror, whenever the - -
soul wakes up from the
long hibernation,
and feels
the
real ecstasy, which is contained
in the smile of humanity.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
C:\Users\Sanyal\Pictures\art by Sandra Strohschein--Roses.jpg
Do not wait for me, just proceed
toward the destination, it's
not necessary, that
someone will
be along
with
you all the time, the path of life -
isn't so matted, indeed we
have to change the
angle of vision,
up and
down are the part of journey it's
again the matter of destiny,
that how much is the
moonlight on the
way, and how
much
you've remained unaffected by
darkness - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
wavy emotion
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