Tuesday, 17 January 2017

COZY CORNERS - -

Sometimes, breath and silence of 
river become complement to
each other, the evening
descends slowly on
the stairs of old
desolate
shrine, gradually the sound of bells
extinct in the darkness of banyan
tree, and priest closes the
doors of sanctorum,
alone clay lamp
remains
beneath the basil plant with flicker
of some moments, who knows
all boats of down stream
came back or not,
who keeps all
news about
the next
door, the business of world never -
stops, amid the light and dark
everybody weaves the
silken thread  of
dream, tho'
it's hard
to predict durability, sometimes it's
existed entire night and some -
times it breaks in a moment,
however we never leave
to search the cozy
corner in each
others
chest, and that's the beauty of life.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL


 

Monday, 16 January 2017

JUST FEEL IT - -

That drop which fell down from
my eyes, didn't get refuge
in your lap otherwise
it would became
the rare pearl
of the
endless effulgent, that's again
the matter of own fortune,
however, every drop
has a life may be
tear or dew,
just feel
for that emotions, which make -
us real human being, if we
can read the definition
of wet eyes - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

Wednesday, 4 January 2017

TOWARDS INFINITY - -

It's true that this world is like a 
colorful water bubble, just
a matter of momentary
pleasure inside the
closed eyes,
when
it opens nothing exists in the -
limit of vision except the
shadow of beautiful
dream, again
our life
has
to compromise with reality of
invincible path, again a
new beginning, again
you're hidden in
the unknown
potential !
and
the journey again proceeds.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

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