THE GLAMOUR OF DARK AND LIGHT - -

Where all the time, seven colours are 
in life, many times I've created 
the sand castle, several 
times it was washed 
away by 
the 
deranged waves, many times I've - -
loved you, that's life or your 
shadow,  do not know
exactly, many 
times 
I've returned empty hands from your 
threshold, several times, I just
looked to the destiny 
with aghast 
eyes, 
alike an innocent kid looks at the - -
sitting butterfly of coping, with 
unseen dream, when it 
flies away, he just 
smiles, in 
that 
fluid moments, I often found myself - 
somewhere, changing the page
of a black and white album, 
and suddenly a dried 
red rose falls 
down, 
at midnight, sometimes even the 
grey coloured sky, leaves the 
impression with new 
highlight, again 
life learns 
some 
techniques of compromise, few art -
of adjustment, that's life, the
sequence remains 
continued, give
and take,
the
interchange amid the dark and light, 
existed eternally unchanged - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 


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moon and clouds

ALIVE THIRST - -

So far, in your eyes, a thirst is alive, -

half bloom, that, aspire has 

its own beauty, so far 

in my heart, your 

affection

exists with deep roots, let the -

sky changed its colour, still in 

my emotion, your love 

often, scatters the 

angelic -

fragrance, so far in my heartbeats- -

you've been mingling alike

the dense realisation,

in body and mind

you've been 

gone - -

dissolved in this way, that it's not --

so easy to release you, from

my persona, no other 

option you've got to

flow in my 

veins 

alike the life, sustained, nonstop, - - -

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

PRE DECIDED - -

Yes, I know that everything is pre -

decided, however unwanted 

rain sometimes fills 

the deserted 

space,

the unexpected incident has its own

glamour, in a wink changes 

the entire parameter 

of life, upheaval

of emotion

or the

breakdown of dreams, anything 

can happen but at all events

life finds out the path 

of survival, after

every night 

the 

dawn is inevitable, the sky stays

on the unseen pillars of 

hope, the space 

moves with 

the 

graph of breathing - - - - - - - - - - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

DWELLING IN THE EROSION - POINT - -

Very far, at the end of the vision,
somewhere amid the sky
and earth often your
image appears
with unique
beauty
of
inner reflection, life alters - -
with colorful emotions,
alike the dormant
flow of offshore
river, which
goes in
its
way silently, towards the sea,
do not unfold all the wet
secrets, indeed it's
difficult to get
confidant
of heart
just
keep some beautiful pearls - -
in the edge of your
soulful eyes.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE BEAUTY OF LIFE - -

Some incompleteness in life
increases the fun of
survival, do not
accept the
defeat,
it's not the final destination -
across the skyline, there
are some welkin!
if you trust me,
then walk
with me, so far, you haven't
seen the blooming of
thorns, you've not
looked the
revival
of desert stream, you're still
inside the silky cocoon, tho'
realism has its
own bitterness
but believe
me, the
the beauty of life is contained in
reverse flow - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
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NOTHING IS CHIMERICAL - -

Perhaps, it feels little bitter, but
believe me, it's true, that
nobody waits for
longer in the
life's
journey, everyone runs behind
the shadow of desire, and
somewhere, it's difficult
to remember the
left over past
moment,
we've
no option to just overlook the -
beauty of emotion, indeed
in the flicker of neon
light, nobody has
time to wait
for the
moon,
life has its own perception, no doubt
waiting for longer time
isn't the solution
of chronic
wound,
in this
world nothing is chimerical - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

NO REGRET

 The game of balancing, the rope
is stretched between the two
poles life goes cautiously
holding dream, and
seasons reciting
the mystical
music,
birds watch breathlessly, walking
on the strange, hanging desire
cord, nothing was magic,
only a sting in the
heart to
reach the destination,in the game
of balancing, audience clapped,
predicted, excited, enjoyed
loved, hated, appreciated,
 I reached to the other
end, it's different
story, I had
seen
the way of survival only, in the below
was valleys or floral bed I had no
time to think for consequences,
my vision had obvious
reasons, live and
 let live to
others,
I performed my job beautifully, and - -
the compromise is the part of life,
so I have no regret - -

* *

 - - SHANTANU SANYAL

DARK AND LIGHT

The whimsy of the nirvana brought
me, on the stairs of the Ganges,
before the offering, the sacred
flowers, water, honey, sandals
the flow of the river rejected the appeal,

they wanted to see my egos,
depth of heart, the life s hidden
diary, the verification of shadow,
the shock of exposing the body
and mind, I had no explanations,

the lines of the forehead are crossed
to each other in a such way that
unwillingly, the mission was postponed,
far away in the muddy waters,
the sun was sinking or searching
the way to create the morning in
some other planet, Siddhartha and
Sujata both were looking to each
other, I preferred the middle path,

returned to my beloved world,
as I have to live in my way, loving
to surroundings, it is my paradise,
might be full of miseries, agonies
but the ultimate destination is here, only
among the dark and light faces.
---- SHANTANU SANYAL
(Siddharth is the name of Buddha and Sujata
is a lady who offered sweet rice during
end of Buddha's meditation)

THE UNDEFINED BLISS - -

In your eyes, there's a glimpse of
lost childhood, I again want
to be with you, in your
reweaving of
dream,
among the flock of some nomadic
pigeons, I'm still searching
your unleashing
laughter,
an unbound flight, upwards the - -
sky from the burning earth,
looking for a natural
pleasure,
in your open palm still existed the
touch of colorful butterflies,
in your dream still
inhabited
some swarm of fireflies with the - -
amazing brilliance - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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BLOOMING DESIRE - -

Whether it's the dawn of a long
crippled night or be the turn
of the desired destination,
every single
moment
of life is to live adventurously - -
nature has its own way,
doesn't care to
anybody,
it's a personal matter that how an
individual fill the colours in
his life! Everyone has their own
way to
look at the dream, be it coloured or
black and white, there
should be desire
for replete
bloom.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL