Friday, August 24, 2012

COMMUNAL HARMONY


When I diffuse in my look's darker side
I see her with my deep blinding ,
I search her leftover breath 
The lightning struck sparrow....

When did you stand last on the iceberg 
When did you last kiss the rose-tip ?
With all my might I await your return
To the earthy poverty of the episode of grain..

Here in my retired situation every soul shuts the door
For fire looms large in the dead of night 
For death awaits in our conscience
Tulips of black & white float on the river Barak.

For you I have kept two kisses in my pitcher covered
Upon the mere house, and the landscape !





















































































































Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Fossil

Now you sing midst wind
             Sense of Eve
             We
   Slowly turning dance
I become the song
Tired sweat resting in the
Shadow of water
The wind mating me with vigour
This synthesis of  biennial flaw
I got the depth of death
Cold fossil extends the shiver...!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Mirage

Just tell me it's there
The body in front of the wall clock...
Tell him sun-burnt soil is threaded by
The silk worm..
I see towards the soil and
Grain-mesmerised homo sapiens ...

Countrymen

The land of rising pain,
Oh Poem, Oh milkrice come back,
Come back to civilisation
Like those happy poets....
Can dew be the dawn
Can mothers' milk be the town...

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

SUMMER OF 43

In the vicinity of my hunger
Falling apart,breaking into pieces
The Moon
One insane termed it as 'Roti'

In the vicinity of my attire
Tearing apart,fading out fast
The Green
One lover coined it as 'veil'
Of the earth.

In the vicinity of my house
Moving apart,the parental spring
The bricks
One mason called it as 'plaster'

In the summer of 43
I was reborn to declare the
Impermanence of life...



Saturday, February 4, 2012

ROOTS

There lies my root
Where sinks and crutches the town,
My sleep dwells on that bamboo bed
Where the sun weeps over the preface..


Come and torch these sullenly shabby mood
With extraordinary inferno
Let there be stampede over the land and time
Reach not the harvest but the cruelty of seed-burst
Bring Palki and cosmopolitanism
Search for the everlasting attire....

I want to go to my mother
Give me the ship of Sindbad
My sister wants to sing
Let her catch the blue like love
For my mother
Let her bring the ocean like peace
I need to extract water out of stony soul


Bestow on me all the hatred
As the nude newly wed

Oh dear oh dear I live in a
Valley of death...

ROOTS

There lies my root
Where sinks and crutches the town,
My sleep dwells on that bamboo bed
Where the sun weeps over the preface..


Come and torch these sullenly shabby mood
With extraordinary inferno
Let there be stampede over the land and time
Reach not the harvest but the cruelty of seed-burst
Bring Palki and cosmopolitanism
Search for the everlasting attire....

I want to go to my mother
Give me the ship of Sindbad
My sister wants to sing
Let her catch the blue like love
For my mother
Let her bring the ocean like peace
I need to extract water out of stony soul


Bestow on me all the hatred
As the nude newly wed

Oh dear oh dear I live in a
Valley of death...

Monday, January 30, 2012

Blue Berry

So close to hunger lay a serene potful of stale looks
So close to heart lay a renegade's empty notes..

I wallow in filth with command of spring-less green
Sand dunes to Abu Simbel march with guns..
All that stay back in dinner a falling fella
A designer dish at stake with obese nuns..

In the midst of Esna lock and hundreds ferry
Comes up a flurry of Blue berry.