Rendezvous Time( Acrostic)

Reflecting sun rays in winter chill
Encompassed icy hills and beauty feel
Novelty in dresses and colored aroma
Days for love sojourn in mystic panorama.

Eager lovebirds strolling and shy
Zillion stars twinkle in blue sky
Velvet green in garden of splendor
Orange glow of moonlit evening odor.

Unspoken words and warmth of togetherness
Seasonal flowers blooming all over in wilderness.

Time elapsed in cozy comfort of nature
Indigo smiles and ecstasy of rapture
Moments of hopeful future prime
Engrossed couples are in magical rendezvous time.

Manoj.K.Sanyal

Impact with God(sonnet)

Hypnotized totally like spider prey
in gossamer webs of illusive life,
searching myself with confusing thoughts, grey,
as some mirrored vacuum with all strife.

I know, neither my origin nor, end,
still worrying for my name in society,
and in journey, cleverly I pretend
as owner of self with full anxiety.

Failing to accept me as a puppet
in the hands of powerful destiny,
just playing blind poker with own trumpet,
with shackled dance and mental mutiny.

Submission to God is the only way
for impact of unison without sway.

Manoj.K.Sanyal

Confusion

With my head in the sand,
thinking for quite long,

what death means.

People say, while one sleeps,

brain functions and that is not death.

People also dream while sleeping,

and perhaps, no dream during death,

or, death is dream?

A bit confusing, I do not know all.
I heard that death is ultimate truth.
Can truth end?
May be death is a dream for next.

Seems death is great puzzle,

no point in thinking.

Let death be with death

and I am with me.

... Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Illumination

Mesmerizing dawn in panorama

Fusion of colored aroma

Joyous musical minds with symphony

Cleansing rays for the souls with harmony.

Brightened fate for people to relate

while magical illumination itself is my fate

whenever I look at the vicinity

Mystic arrow of my love comes from infinity.

Journey of life is continuing with fervor

Have to go far with vigor

Oh' my dear darling love

your presence always engulfs my soul as dove.

- Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Lightening

Dangling from the balcony,
as a prey in spider web of life
with satiric cool breeze,
I was waiting for that octopus clasp.

Hypnotized empty mind
was loitering with delirious thoughts
of sucked hole of hell,
the dark cave of destiny.

Suddenly, thunderstorm came
with soothing rain and lightening,
Tearing the web of trap,
Freeing me from miseries.

With the rainbow in the sky,
thought of new beginning
with tearful laughof freedom,
for journey ahead.

Asked me ‘The Life’,
with enigmatic presence
and twinkling hopeful eyes,
“Would you care to dance with me?”

-Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Hope

I am a destitute girl,

Abandoned by mother as infant.

Helpless and neglected I am,

with no body to hold my hand!

Am I abandoned because me a girl?

Or, is it out of woes and hunger?

Still I do not understand,

why am I brought in this world?

Grown up in society’s dustbin,

without food and shelter,

with only woes and no laughter.

God did not allow me to die,

and asked me to survive and try!

O’Dea mother, as I am a girl child,

you wanted me to die!

But had you ever thought... if I survive,

who would hold my hand while I cry?

It is only that candle light of love of Almighty,

Coming nearer from a distance,

for peace, faith and hope,

And I am surviving only with HOPE!

- Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Nostalgia (Triolet)

Just for a moment, I want to be child

Want to go back to my joyous days past

Kite fly, love quarrels and some games wild

Just for a moment, I want to be child.

Naughty fun, laughter and mother's love mild

Lost in the race of life and progress fast

Just for a moment, I want to be child

Want to go back to my joyous days past.

- Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Om

Omnipresent eldest with
Elephantine countenance
From the womb of mystic illusion
With wisdom and ‘Om’,
The sound symbol of cosmic reality...
Holding conch shell, a discus
A club and a lotus

In your benevolent arms
And the supreme reality
Of human existence
I bow to you... Lord Ganapati!

You are the symbol of
Devotion, patience and truth
The creator, maintainer
And the destroyer of vanity,
Selfishness and pride..
You are the lord of success
Wisdom and intelligence
I worship you...
The corpulent, Ganesha.

You are the god of
Wisdom, prudence and salvation
You are the consciousness
The bliss and Brahma…
The non-dual essence
And The personification of
Material universe …
I submit myself to you
The ultimate Vinayaka.

..... Manoj Krishna Sanyal

Myself

Old man of 58 plus with young poetic heart.

Spiritual, joyous and contented.

Presently, working as Sr. Executive in a Public Sector Company.

Happy in life with wife and grown up kids and grandkids.

Of late, poetic expressions have become my passion.

Written around 300 english poems, some of which have been published on line.

Hidden desire: Publishing of my book of poetic expressions.

Best wishes to all, who are reading about me.