SOMEWHERE ON A STRANGE PATH - -

Resurfaced backwoods smell, out of 

mirror, your reflection now in 

a search for easy prey, 

softly you're

in mood

of 

passionate killing, again my persona 

is effervescent, desire is now 

dense darkness, longing 

to swallow everything,

strange moment

of ignition,

don't

know the distance between the flame

to ash, that's your obstinacy or

my desire to disappear,

whatever, it's too 

late for 

withdrawal, an endless journey toward

the unknown destination, without 

wrapper, on the horizon 

appearing some 

golden ray or 

you've 

altered my life into metallic fluid, hard 

to say - - 

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL  

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perfume of night-flowers- artist Catalina-lira

THE MESSIANIC ZEAL - -

 Between the door opening and 

the last knock, a gap of 

an era existed,

however the 

hope 

doesn't extinct, perhaps one -

day, breaking the rusted

chain, someone will 

pick up the 

feeling,

that evergreen emotions have

its own beauty, no matter

who is familiar or a

strange face, 

every 

breath wants love, every heart 

beat desires a pleasant 

affinity, a meaning 

to live and let 

live to 

other with dignity, life waits 

frequence for that 

messianic 

zeal !

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

 

LIFE somewhere in the MIRROR - -

I had faith in you, something more 
than myself, I had confidence,
you're different from 
others, that's 
happened
often 
in life, we think something and 
happens differently, that's not 
a rare phenomenon, the
wilderness remains
in every soul, 
suddenly
rises 
with spiked claw, before recovering -
it blows deadly, but it's also 
true, mistake teaches 
a lot, the journey 
of life never 
stops,
when the dormant conscience has 
awakened, then the morning
ray knocked, and the closed
door of passive 
sentience,
from 
that point of instinct again begins 
the process of new creation,
that's a messianic call 
or inner howl, but 
stirs the heart
with new 
wish. 

* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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jesus  - - art by Sanatan Dinda India.jpg

THE ENDLESS CHASE - -

Ever look from inner eyes, the beauty 

is hidden in every face, alike 

the river bed, the source

of water remains 

beneath the 

sand,

ever touch the abandoned soul with -

real compassion, sacred heart

creates the miraculous 

effect with unknown 

shade, those 

faces 

have a meaningful life, whose eyes 

become lachrymose after looking 

the distressed man, what's

that priesthood, which

creates difference

between the 

living 

souls, nobody in this world is venial!

then why too much desire to get 

beyond expectations,

endless desired -

combustion,

don't

know, wherefore the ceaseless chase,

* * 

- SHANTANU SANYAL 

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Una rosa (A Rose), Ignacio Pinazo Camarlench_ Spanish (1849 - 1918)

THE ELUSIVE BEAUTY - -

 

Untouched, undefined that
perception has the
natural beauty,
alike the
core
land of a sanctuary, lush - -
green and wavy blue
the soulful emotion
of innermost,
your love
brings
the life toward the dreamy -
land! In that mystical
wilderness exists
heart shaped
lake, the
life wanders on the trails of
uncertainty, to catch
the wild butterfly
with elusive
beauty.

* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL

 
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THE OUTER RING

Internal ignition is in the heart!

We searched for the lights outside,

spectrum of life has no confines

self interest made the big circle,

around the egoism numerous

mirrors rotate day and night,

image remains opaque, whom to blame

here persona becomes ostrich,

Life has some created imagination

shadows on the water were stable

the flow of senses dwindled every time,

the oyster carries endless pain to

produce a new dream for your eyes,

Your love has masked beauty

my acceptance was primitive sting

tried to collect the beautiful falling

drops from the waterfalls, some

looked like a pearl on the palm, few

fell down became wet clay,

creator's scarf has unlimited space

its different chapter that how much

we have collected in

our heart, as precious love drops,

Someone stretched large arms!

but I wouldn't be able to hug, as my

persona didn't recognize to image,

–SHANTANU SANYAL

BEYOND THE SELF CIRCLE - -

Even willingly, it wasn't possible

to break the web of intimacy,
everybody in this world
cannot be Buddha,
those all the
dreams
which are somewhere related to
us and that's the reason,
eyes never weaved
the beautiful
world for
self-interest, indeed throughout
the age we have looked the
dreams for the beloved
ones, some dreams
remained half-
hearted,
some proceed toward the dawn,
the process of waiting in 
life would never end,
and, there's
hidden
the beautiful summary of our life.

* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL

TOWARDS THE LIGHT - -

In that infinite path hasn't the milestone,
life is a continuous journey, on
that turning point where
you met me as an
unexpected
rain of
exposed sunshine, that diversion now -
became the landmark of our love,
an affinity that brings me
from subastral planet
to the celestial
cognition,
life
goes toward that real adoration, where
everything becomes explicit, with
crystal clear beauty of the inner
depth, the image of
truth and false
can easily
identify,
the
somatic attractions end here. The new
a flare knocks on the closed door.
of conscience, to explore
hidden possibilities
of humanism,
ascent
of
the ultimate truth begins from that point - -
* *
— SHANTANU SANYAL
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THE EFFULGENCE OF SMILE - -

You have your own preferences, my 
compulsion isn't less, too, 
somewhere between 
these two dike
flows the 
river of life, multi-angular desire 
existed on the bridge of
dreams, let's go 
with some 
pretext, 
toward the unknown destination,-
why not, for some distance,
there should be a 
beautiful 
treaty,
isn't necessary for a lifetime, few
moments of love aren't
lesser than the
longevity!
A lively smile, which can change 
the storm's approach, 
please look me 
with that 
life 
sustaining, an affectionate - - - - 
glance,
* * 
— SHANTANU SANYAL 

http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/

A DROP OF LOVE

Aghast eyes saw your modified face,
did you exchange the conscience, 
this is the angelic look says life 
is beautiful, just touch the 
pulsation of the heart 
softly, feel the 
moisture 
on the 
dark circle of eyes, I have seen the 
valleys of rare blooms often 
cockle in your persona with love
and peace, the chortle of 
youth, innocent laugh of 

kids playing on the 
streets backlog 
rainwater, 
the raw 
beauty of life, did you gaze at the 
monsoon sky covered by 
thick dense clouds, 
a drop of emotion
had its own 
a pathetic 
tale, 
several times it has flown from 
the forehead to down the 
chest, in the twilight, 
someone collected 
a few reasons 
for survival, 
shared 
elation, a dream, had no monopoly, 
night scattered darkness equally 
on the earth, the blues spent 
the eternal beauty in the 
heart, from the 
acropolis to 
slum, 
fireflies are inherent aesthetic land, 
let lit the candles of love,
—  SHANTANU SANYAL