Monday, 2 January 2017

BEFORE THE NIGHT END - -

Ardor to feel the falling sound of
dew drops, in the winter mid -
night, I sat sequestered,
beneath the jasmine
grove, do not
know, how
you've
been
included my breath in your soul,
and my existence became
like subterranean flow
of pathless arid -
land, but my
love gave
you
the endless hydrous emotion, tho'
my destiny is nothing more
than a camphor crystal,
before the night end
it extincted without
leaving any
trace !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

Saturday, 17 December 2016

IN THE FOGGY DAWN - -

Morning has its own commitment,
at last reached to horizon after
leaping the life long murk,
moonlight has its own
compulsion hence
didn't know when
it changed
own
path, indeed in the end of night - -
every person remains alone
in his own world, in the
shadow of galaxy
your love is
still
reflecting with freshness, and the
life gets some new definition
of affinity, again as usual
the roses are blooming
with mystique beauty
of foggy
dawn.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Tuesday, 15 November 2016

FIRE RING - -

 
Once someone told me that -
promises are made for
break, and that's
why, often, I'm
afraid about
that, and
do not
believe in meeting again, the
path of life has its own
snakes and ladders,
who knows the
character
of dice,
even a moment is lesser for -
becoming monarch to
almsman ! nothing
is everlasting,
I know very
well,
however the heart desires to
love you, until the end of
the creation, some
contradictions
have their
own
beauty, or the intentional - -
play with fire rings, just
screwing with
destiny.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


Monday, 14 November 2016

THE VISION - -

Every dream has its own
importance, either
seen by closed
eyes or the
awakened
sense,
the
life has its own glamor - -
maybe suppressed
pain or the silent
arrow of deep
eyes, in
every
point there's hidden a lot
of emotion, now it's
depended on
a person
that
how the vision crosses - -
all the obstacles !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
 

Thursday, 3 November 2016

THE DROPLET - -

That droplet of night end, which -
makes the rose inside wet,
that fragrance of mid -
night, which fills
the soul with
bliss of
unseen love, are you that affinity,
which makes the life like a
beautiful lotus of deep
lake, are you that
mist of winter
woodland,
which
brings the persona towards the -
mysterious path of immortality,
do not know, what's hidden
in your enamored aura,
the life forgets after
that all cosmic
beauty !

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



 

Tuesday, 1 November 2016

ART OF EMERGENCE - -

Never stops the procession of light,
if, it's originated from the inner -
most of heart, moonless
night has its own
compulsion,
nobody
can
change the law of nature, in every
turn of life, I've found something
unseen perception, and
that's reason, the life
proceeded
towards
the
new destination, defeat or winning
has their own definition, in
every step a person
learns the art of
recouping
after
fall,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Monday, 24 October 2016

IT'S NECESSARY TOO - -

Often in my thirst, it emerges
with hidden lava flow of
primitive hills, often
in my dream,
your
existence pulls towards the -
unknown caves of multi
desire, many times
the life wants the
unimaginable joy, beyond all
the natural beauty, often
mind runs behind
the fireflies of
mirage
path,
tho' some emotions are just -
nonsensical, however it's
also necessary in the
life to walk on the
fantasy land,
for a
change, overcoming from all
the doldrums of life.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL



Sunday, 23 October 2016

THE LEANING EYES - -

The last hour's dream has a different
infatuation, when, all the flowers
contained their fragrance
in the secret cell, the
persona became
flurried for
bloom,
in
your love, do not know what was the
esoteric meaning of those
leaning glance. the life
felt a perception
of innermost
bliss, all
the
wide wilderness suddenly looked the
garden of Eden

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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Friday, 21 October 2016

ETERNAL BRIGHTNESS - -

Nobody knows the attitude of clock's 
thorn, the world dances in its
finger tips, color of sky
changes in every
moment, it's
hard to
guess the attitude of day and night !
in the isolated box of memory,
some untouched affinity
exists with familiar
fragrance,
your
breath often touches my persona with
a rare perception which remains
in the depth of heart alike
the precious gem of
immortal soul
eternally
bright.

Monday, 17 October 2016

ON THE TOP OF FULLNESS - -

In that elusive darkness, we've
been missed the familiar -
aisle, and moved in
the mystic path
of innermost
emotion,
just
beyond all artificial boundaries -
of man made, we hadn't any
sense of this world, we
were not within us
on those rare
moment,
that
invisible perception brought us
in the land of beautiful soul,
where, all the desires
end with inmost
ecstasy, and
the life
gets
back the purity of raw gold, in -
that transformation our love
reached to the top of
fullness - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL