DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

Cross perforation isn't new for me, since
the entire birth, life slept on
the bed of prong, on the
burial ground or the
dreamland if
heart and
mind
becomes atrophied, exhausted, it -
hadn't option, just a moment
after laying on the rough
surface, eyelids fall
At the end of
intermezzo,  
the
desire to spurse the precious gem -
studded crown on the forehead,
nothing was wrong, it's a
different matter that
times have given
the crown of
thorns,  
your love wasn't a mirage or rare
object, the bet was very simple
related to corporal, you
reached, achieved!
May be satisfied
for certain
extent!
But is it the conclusion of life or, the soul
desires endless horizons,
the reason to live wasn't
so simple I know, here
unquenchable
emotions
have
multidimensional expectations, your
love has a solo interest, my vision
beyond the sky, as multiple
the reality, a planet of
kaleidoscopic
dream within
a dream!

- SHANTANU SANYAL

OLD MIRROR WITH NEW LOOK

Nothing is changed amid us,
as usual, the unceasing
bridge remained in
the depth of
heart,
tho' year is passed on its way
of the serpentine graph, 
sometimes you've
forgotten to
open the
door,
perhaps sometimes, I couldn't
be heard the knocking
sound, however the
flow of emotion
remained
as
usual mountainous stream - -
there's nothing here to
account, just clean
the old mirror
with new
hope,
the blooming valley is waiting
for you - - that's the life's
real essence - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE ENDLESS WAIT - -

A feeling that supports distress

heart, that you're present in my

life, somewhere in the 

backstage, tho'

hidden in 

mist,

My intuition doesn't allow me to give 

up the paddle, whereas, the 

stormy sky misguiding 

the shore, but I -

believe, you

are still

waiting for me on the land of grit, an

intense affection is visible in 

your face, from the mid-

stream, I can see, 

your presence

in the 

thorny thicket with a blooming smile - 

and that belief performs as 

an unseen role of 

anchor !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE REALIZATION - -

The truth revealed in your aqueous eyes,
The pain emerged in my heart.
Alas! Nobody knows, 
the gist of silent waves 
which flows 
amid 
us, call it love, or keep whatever name -
As you wish, the summary has 
the simple expression,
a natural appeal,
to feel the
agony
of someone, it's an indication that the soul 
still surviving, the conscience is
breathing with full vivacity,
Life isn't becoming
the slave of self-centred desire,
There are other things besides my pain.
Numerous pains in the world,
and that realization
makes one, the 
real person,
of blood
and flesh with the vibrating pulse of the - - 
humanism, and here rises the
Sun of the Renaissance - - 
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

THE FRAGRANT ADYTUM - -

Don't touch me; just look from a distance.

evanescent dream is my persona,

somewhere after touching 

shouldn't be broken,

this prismatic

love has

its 

own stipulation, as the lacy leaves of - - 

Mimosa pudica, in a wink, closes

the gate of emotion, please

Keep my image around.

your eyes alike 

the silent 

flower

vase remains in the corner of the heart, the - - 

diffused aroma floats invisibly

day and night, makes 

the conscience 

adytum of 

pious

temple of humanism, an incessant - - -

flow of selfless affection - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE AUTUMN WIND

Dripping sound, nobody listened.
Last night, dew had drenched
the dried meadow of life,
the sky inclined with
beautiful manner
towards the
earth,
In each particle of a planet, a
sensation of potency, the
The rebirth of passion
filled by autumn
wind, on the
leafless
twig
Tender sprouts are waiting for
the virgin ray of early dawn,
The somnolent face slowly
making the space on
the chest, a touch of
sizzling lips, the
condensed
desire,
in sequence, passing through
the muscles, bones, blood,
entire persona now in
dominance of your
thrilling grip,
life going
towards
the totality, from the physical truth
to the mist of celestial bliss,
comprehensiveness of
A loving soul is the
unexplored
mystery,
- -   SHANTANU SANYAL.

Promised Land

In the search for Promised Land
We had been roaming from
Savannah, Sahara to foothills of
Himalayas towards the ocean end,
Prior to the continental, drift,
I met you in different places, how
Could it be said that we have no
Relation, in that grand migration
Near the Jordan River, in the
The beach of Dead Sea I assured you,
The planet would be one day
More beautiful than paradise,
In the corner of pyramid, we dreamt
A morning with love and blessing,
In the meeting point of Nile
Moreover, Mediterranean Sea, you
Loved me with completeness,
Later I encountered it again in
The valley of the Indus, in the lush
Green field, I have seen you in the
Temple stairs of the Ganges offer the
Sacred flower to the rising sun,
I heard your divine voice in the
Misty evening, the song of unknown
Sailor of the boat, in the stable waves
Whispering, I don’t know, never
Think, you are different from me,
A homogeneous dream among us,
Appealed to live together, the
Reflection of tears, smiles, cheerfulness
Depressed face, have no religion,
How could they say, you are not
Related to me, not included in my
Planet, the origin terrain of our
Exodus may be far away but our
Search for promised land is continued,
- SHANTANU SANYAL

UNEXPECTED APPEARANCE

 

 

You reside on the crown of providence
the soft ray of dawn tries to touch the
intimacy, as lesser God's children play
on the stairs of darkness, my emotions
have no large space to grow the cyclic
blooming bushes, bonsai plant waits till the
falling of noon to get the scarlet light of Sun!

Unexpectedly your appearance on the
veranda of life gives me a possibility to
love you, in bottom of rejected cavity
dreams have colonized, they wait there
raise hands, your shadow provides them
short term peace, I revive my persona
try to shun the crystalline wet moments!

Your breathing passes through the algae,
microorganism, amoeba, adoration twists
the path of evolution, desires are critical,
amorphous love emerges from reduntdent
well, follows your echoes, chases the heart,

I know, it s not possible to sleep with sweet
dreams, unwillingly your mind thinks for
me, uncontrolled thoughts brings you over
and over to see the depth of hollow space,
I feel that, without any linkage, a strange
waves travel from echoes to heart I realize
that you love me, this trust converts the life
as an infinite religion, I pray, try to get you!

---- SHANTANU SANYAL

THE INNER JOURNEY - -

The thirst remained unchanged,
definitely, the rain had done
his duty shower with
open-hearted,
indeed, the
list of
desire never ends, rather waits
for uncalled rain, it's hard
to explain to them, that
life has some
numbered
days
and those moments desire the
process of molding, from
Jack stone to pearl!
Even knowing
that the
the oyster – heart isn't easily existed,
however, the search goes
on - -

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

TOWARD THE DAWN - -

Life wants to proceed in every condition,
let the storm should go back to
elsewhere, where the
dreams broken,
from same
point
a new era begins again, the candles of -
midnight, and the ray of blessing,
the morning will fill the colors
again in the half bloom
tender flowers,
though
the path is full of brume, nevertheless -
life searches the promised land
of peace and love - -
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL

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