SOFT SUNSHINE - -

You're the soft morning sunshine,
filling life in the languid bloom,
you're the real source of
inspiration, jaded
persona gets
back the
lost beauty, you're the enigmatic
silence, often germinate the
ray of hope in the depth
of forworn soul,
you've the
endless
smile of innocent heart, therefore
you never afraid to droop off,
in your heart exists the
universal love
hence,
the kingdom of heaven is yours - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

DIVINE DROPLETS - -

Every morning is special, after
emerging from the dark,
the earth looks more
seducible, more
charming
ever,
do not close the window of the
last night's beautiful feeling,
still you're contained
in my soul, in my
inner depth
alike
the aromatic breath, tho' entire
night was in the grip of
cyclonic rain, do
not know why
you were
very
near to my existence just like a
blessed umbra of divine
beauty - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE REAL ADORER - -

Let me remain as usual disorganized,
little bit scattered in my world, I'm
afraid, too much sophistication
can destroy the internal
beauty, let me
remain as
usual
little bit confused, I'm not a contender
of mask competition, I want to
live out of abstruse ethics,
alike the butterfly, my
floatation doesn't
know the
intermission, let me to float from hue -
and cry to the silence of space,
towards the unexplored
ultimate peace, such
a place where
all the
disparity get sameness, the humanity
gets spellbound body and soul,
beyond all the man made
prophecy in the name
of unseen deity !
let me first,
the adorer of innocent smile of a child.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
art of Richard schimd

CANVAS OF LIFE - -

Canvas of life remains incomplete,
tho' time strokes it again and
again, sometimes gently
and some times
until fall to
pieces,
however, persona never forgets to
re-emerge, it's a strange
sensation, that, how
unexpectedly
someone
calls
from the back stage, and we alert
to our conscience, actually we
never leave the rope of
faith, and that's the
reason we
escape
the immersion even in mid stream.

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

NOMADIC INSTINCT - -

In the way, there wasn't only the
barren land, flowers, river,
lush green valleys in
mist were also
welcomed,
then
why, the ennuied soul didn't get
an halt for the night, it moved
alike the Bedouin from
one place to other,
in search of
real
sustainable land, indeed, the life
has no permanent address,
it searches continuous,
there's no end of
dream land,
and
that nomadic instinct fills various
colours in the life - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

BUNCH OF HOPES - -

Many storms came and passed,
you're still on the deserted
shore, holding some
bunch of flowers,
again you're
touching
the washed away sand castles -
with expect full eyes, that's
the spirit of survival in
adverse stream,
apparently
in your
eyes, there's a sign of landmark
events, returning waves have
cheered with beautiful
silence, you're the
winner in this
beautiful
morning, again ocean is calling -
you for new adventure - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL   
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

THE ENDLESS FLIGHT - -

Let's write a new song in this
beautiful morning, alike
the innocent smile
of infant, let's
create a
aquarelle reflection into the -
depth of emotion, life
needs sometimes
the recency of
a gentle
wind, a whiff of lineal affinity,
I'm sure, in your heart
there's an undulate
hidden lake,
which is
eager to explore the shore -
land, don't cage yourself,
the unclouded sky
is calling you
with the
open arms, the endless flight
is waiting for you - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/

INDELIBLE TRUTH - -

The crusades against the brutal
force to save the humanity,
in every condition, it's
justified, maybe
in the
scorching middle east desert or
in the field of Kurukshetra,*
the righteousness -
eternally wins,
demonic
powers always defeated by the
innocent souls, the dream
to win the universe
remained in
the chest,
the king of Macedon died with
empty hands, but some
messianic souls
remain as
usual
vibrant in the hearts of millions !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
* the battle field of Mahabharata 

SOULFUL SILENCE - -

I'm a blob of dew... do not know
when, I'll be extinct, in your
eyes, apparently there's
a ray of hope, that's
why, I'm not
afraid of
daylight, you know it or not, that
in your love, there's some
miraculous aroma
which brings
the life
towards the everlasting green - -
territory, under the shadow
of rain clouds some
appetent feelings
are eager
to unfold the sprouted leaves, in
your smile, I've found the
inkling of innovative
morning - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Julie Gilbert pollard

BEFORE THE FIRST RAY - -

Whatever, the destiny is granted
to us, in any case it has to
be acknowledged, a
lot of things are
not in our
control,
some inborn defects are existed
through out the ages, only
we can try to make
them little bit
graceful,
in fact, nobody can claim in this
temporal world that he is
free from all pain
and sorrow,
from the
luxurious palace to the waif soul,
everyone moves in the cycle
of karma, in this moment
we've to be the real
followers of the
humanism,
the Ganges dip perhaps, some -
other day - -

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- SHANTANU SANYAL
 http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Dominique armendola art