Baby Girls

Baby Girls are the origin of creation, love and protect them for beautiful and civilized society's creation. When we are giving them birth then, it's our duty to protect them from the atrocities of male dominated society - - following are links for help and awareness, thanks 
https://www.india.gov.in/official-website-ministry-women-an…
http://www.wcd.nic.in/#
http://ncw.nic.in/

THE EMPTINESS - -

Like a subterranean flow, -
the emotions remained
invisible, silent, but
kept the moment
alive, often
we have
kept
the friendship with solitude,
the hollowness of so -
called affinity often
pricks with the
unseen tip,
however
the
life gradually becomes the
habitual of the sting, amid
the rose and thorns
there's existed
dream of
dawn
and we wait for the bright -
skyline, really it's very
difficult to get the
release from
the desire
of the
next
moment, tho' nobody has
the exact prediction for
the next moment - -,
just floating in
the endless
sky path.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

BEFORE THE DAYBREAK - -

Some emotions are desperate, open
wings before the maturity, some
relations often suffocate
before the midnight's
intensity, every
thing isn't
in our
hand, the nocturnal flowers have their
own natural compulsion, do not
open the fragrance cells
earlier the falling of
dew drops, just
wait some
dreams
are
still beneath the velvety perception - - -
it will be intensified gradually
perhaps before the day -
break - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

PERHAPS ONE DAY - -

The rain wasn't less last night,
despite that, do not know
from where the mystic
smoke has risen,
and the sky
became
the
rustic arcade, indeed some - -
shadows never leave the
persona, and we are
forced to live a
dual life, tho'
there isn't
lesser
options for the smile, however
the horizon of hope always
allures with innovative
dreams, we keep
the door open
as usual
maybe
one
day blooming season will come
back - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

SOULFUL DESIRE - -

Do not know what is your claim,
in this moment everything is
fair, some relationships
have its own beauty,
remains hidden
in the mist
of affinity,
with
passing time it gets thicker and
captures the soul without
prior notice, in life there
seems to be an
addiction of
someone's
love,
and persona becomes blooming
flower of soft sunshine, the
strange titillation makes
life more beautiful,
more soulful,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

IN THE DEPTH OF COGNITION - -

Some dreams have slept on the
coping of the roof, some 
ebullience of night
blooms are still
fresh in the
depth
of the soul, do not know, who is -
kept a bunch of ambrosial 
flower on the threshold,
inner feeling looks
more fragrant,
more lively,
dawn
looks brighter than ever,  - - - - - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE THIN STREAK - -

So far, I'm not tired, the endless -
quest brings the persona
from darkness to the
hidden light of
the mystic
horizon,
the
beauty of night has its own rare
glamour, a person can see
the naked truth of life,
the differences
between
the
somatic circle and the reality of
shadows, indeed, every one
in this world has two
faces, dark and
light, now it
depends
how
these phases dominate the life,
inborn nobody is the monk
or vermin, often the
circumstances
makes the
life good
or bad,

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 





 

TILL THE LAST BREATH - -

Do not know in which turn they
have twisted their move,
like the seasonal
clouds, again
the sky
of
life looking a little bit lost in its -
blueness, anyway the
season has its own
compulsion, and
familiar faces
aren't out
of this
world, so just assimilation is the
only option whatever is the
mood of surrounded
affinity, indeed
every desire
isn't the
final
destination, the life has to make
sand castles again and
again - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE GAME OF WAVES - -

Today, when I looked back
towards the path of
decades believe
me you're
still
smiling with the evergreen
emotion, tho' I know
the darkness
wasn't so
joyful
however, that's the beauty
of life, sometimes a
lot without effort
and many
times
just empty lap, but the tour
of breath remained as
usual in its graphic
way sometimes
suffocation
on the
axis
and sometimes wingless - -
flight beyond the apex,
that's the life just
the game of
waves.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 



 

MELTING DROPLETS - -

Beyond the window panes, the -
endless vision goes in the
far flung horizons, some
unexplored path of
wilderness but
the inner
world
of
the life often remains just ignored,
as the blooming dales of the
undiscovered forest, your
amour has a rare
glamour which
brings the
persona
toward
the
mystic impulsion of resurgence - -
the emotions often become
the path of the galaxy
which glares with
amazing beauty, 
the drop lets
of the
window panes melt gradually and
the morning looks more
beautiful ever - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL