Tuesday, 8 September 2015

THE ARID EMOTION - -

Probably something was in his
veneration, the returning
monsoon did not
disappoint
him, in
the late evening the sky has - -
poured the last rain, the
barren emotions get
back a reason,
again the
earth
desires the dream for sprouting,
I do not know, how much
is truth in this adage
that the pure
scream
from the depth of conscience - -
even can shake the
stone statue !

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- SHANTANU SANYAL  

Monday, 7 September 2015

THE GAME OF FIRE RING - -

Again night is becoming more
profound, gradually little
cloudy too, the sky
has as usual
mystic
mood, once again the waiting
moment appealing the
rare glamour of
your look,
the
swarm of moths again started
the game of fire ring, do
not know, where it
will reach, the
path
of passion taking us towards -
the unknown destination,
everywhere there's
a foggy vale,
the
heart desires one only night's
refuge beneath your
sleepy eyelash.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

INVISIBLE REFLECTION - -

Some mirrors have their own
bitter image, they never
compromise with
anybody,
actually they are follower of -
truth and truth always
remains naked,
you can not
cover
them by pseudo colors, some
souls are inbred free,
they move with
openness
do not
care the man-made annexure,
their destination exists
in the depth of
conscience,
and that's
reason,
they never accept defeat in - -
life, continuous flight is
their main identity.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Sunday, 6 September 2015

ALIKE THE FRAGRANCE - -

Let me to mingle in the emptiness
of welkin, or in the silence of 
skyline, let me so jaded
that I could sleep 
on the thorns,
let me 
to feel the pain of others' heart, - -
again there's a gathering of 
suppressed soul, let 
me get lost in that 
crowd, the 
life 
desires the salvation from all the -
feelings of illusion, I want to 
forget the difference 
between the 
alien 
and the own person, once again -
let me to bloom with the
transparent beauty
of crystalline
heart.
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

Saturday, 5 September 2015

DO NOT ASK - -

Do not know, where's the destination,
in this moment, do not ask the
consequence, let us simply
be carried away by
the unknown
waves
of emotion, far far away there's only -
the shadow of your eyes, in this
beautiful moment the life
wants only your affinity,
do not ask the
reason
for forgetting the illusive world which
is left behind, now the dreams
have wings of long flight,
beyond all the
potential,
the endless flotation, out of all man - -
made boundaries - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


Thursday, 3 September 2015

THE MEANING - -

All-embracing, the beauty of
heart doesn't care the
fence, it emerges
in natural
way,
you can find it easily in the -
smiling face of an infant,
or in the fragrance
of a true shrine
where exists
only and
only
path of humanity, worship or
veneration, whatever is
the name for that
so-called the
spiritual
practice to reach near the - -
unseen deity, but I
strongly feel
that all
is just meaningless, if a real
believer doesn't feel
the meaning of
wet eyes.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL  

Wednesday, 2 September 2015

REAL VISION - -

Ordeal of beauty exists in the depth
of eyes, it's not necessary, the
beloved should be the
replica of Greek
god, often
dark
Krishna captivated the earth with -
his eternal beauty, when the
love reaches to the zenith,
it converts veneration
into the infinite
adhesion,
where
body and soul both transit towards
the immortality, there's only
one condition, the love
should be free from
all the cosmic
hypnosis,
persona should be cent per cent -
transparent alike the glass.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

THE ENDLESS TRAVEL - -

An endless travel from -
one end to other
end of space,
an infinite
travel
of your mysterious eyes,
often, life desires a
long travel, new
faces, new
short
term destinations, fresh
winds, unknown
serpentine
river,
sleepy mountains, and
rising mist, in the
dense forest
the wild
blooms alley, the ash -
colored flying stork
couple, and
sinking
sun
in remote skyline, often
the life desires the
endless travel,
from one
end
to other, more beautiful
than the dream !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL