The Dance of Darkness
Though in the later years I was born,
Yet history makes me forlorn,
Rocks me back in the past behind,
To the horrible event and tragic morn.
I see the roses with blighted faces,
Satchels on backs, toddling to schools,
Playing in parks, swimming in pools,
The men, women and the old folk,
Busy in their worldly doings,
Teenagers move with flowing passions,
With longings for the better times,
Brighter future and happier days,
The stream of life goes with dancing waves.
The lovers still on the beds, bending
Over one another peeping into the eyes,
Measure the depth of bottomless love.
Oh no! Now my receptive ears clearly hear,
Incredible rumbling roaring of thunder,
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The Murder
One dark night a man with thick moustaches,
And bulky body, sable faced, smoking clay pipe,
Occupied my residential plot, a sheltering place
Which gained I with long labour and toil of life.
I indignantly did advance to get that released,
He rashly chased, pursued to my rented home.
I ran for life, to confine myself in a room dark;
But he being offended did not cease to chase,
And entered gushingly breaking the feeble door.
And I mustering up courage did get in hands,
A rusty blunt axe with a rough loose wooden haft,
And wielded thrice on his head bald and thick.
I could see through slits his black bleeding brain,
The seat where devilish devices were nourished.
Blood gurgled, splattered and spattered the floor,
Then threw I the corpse head long on the road.
All around I heard lamenting cries and wailings,
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A Decision Of Silence
Those who savour do know well the taste,
The rest may form but the images abstract;
Unsubstantial eyes penetrate deep into realities,
But the carnal look with superficial glance.
Spent I time pondering over the baffling puzzle,
Whom He created the Master Scheme for?
One morn, at last at the hour of dawn,
The curtains were raised, the gallery swung,
The door opened wide to show the reality.
Ah! What incredible I did find to see,
Since then my mind burns, my heart smoulders,
To capture the fleeting vision again.
The nourishing celestial taste of experience,
My mind, my eyes my heart did undergo,
The organs of wisdom can not explain.
The words symbols suffice not to impart,
The festive taste relished by the inner being.
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Silent Forest
Today amid the thick forest,
I am here again on the high mound,
The central seat to administer
The cattle left loose around.
It is the same peak where we all
In the days of my childhood sat,
The reverend shepherds rested
Gossiped about the olden times
Narrated they life long experience,
And some twisted the fibers of jute
On the rotators to make cots.
Different noises of life gurgled
From all sides around,
The goats bleated, the hounds barked,
The sheep moved lazily after being fed,
The camels ate tassels of the trees
The donkeys brayed at the noon,
The bulls fought entangling horns,
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A Collective Grave Of Traditions
I have journeyed a long way,
On never ending
Route of time
I have left far behind
My youth time,
And moments mixed
Bitter and sweet,
Mild and harsh.
I remember the sturdy
Village folk,
Men and women
Of the past years,
With whom I worked
In my childhood,
When came back
After the school hours.
In the month of May,
Beneath the hot sun,
They thrashed wheat
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A Tingled Nation
We are a nation too gullible to suspect,
Deceived and tingled, time and again.
Experience imparts us no wisdom,
When we stumble, stones open not the eyes.
When the politicians approach
To canvass us to have the last chance,
To serve the problems-prone nation,
We cast ballots in favour of them;
Then they fade away from the scene,
The commodities disappear too from the market,
And we alone have to fight against the odds.
Prices have broken our necks,
The burden of loan has been laden on our backs,
We walk but with the bodies bent.
We make long queues in the sweltering hotness,
Often rip into rags the already tattered shirts,
When we fight for flour in front of the stores,
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The Second Visit (After the Nuclear War)
Oh! Where have gone children, men and women,
The fair featured descendants of Adam and Eve,
I might have come on some disaster-prone planet,
With grim sooty mountains, sterile barren plains,
The treeless valleys extend before my amazed eyes.
Oh! It is the same spot, I vividly summon up,
Though deformed, distorted with horrible looks.
It is the land where the shepherds grazed,
Their sheep, goats and cows from morn to eve.
These were the farms where lush wheat swayed,
And butterflies hovered over the sweet-scented,
The yellow blossomed amphitheatre of sarsoon 1.
The rustic damsels singingly weeded the farms,
Gathering herbs to nourish the bleating goats.
This is the dry banyan tree stands like a ghost,
Where at noon in summer we all took rest,
In its cool shade and played hide and seek,
The older men played cards sitting in circles.
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O! Poets And Men Of Letters Awake
The world is in the shadow of nuclear war
Our own neighbor chatters to use the nuclear devices
As if a thing common or a child’s play.
O! Poets and Men of Letters awake
Only and you can save the earth from the imminent doom.
The weapons are with the so-called civilized nations,
As if the guns are in the hands of monkeys,
We too have processed uranium
Enough to combat the challengers many times,
But we possess patient hearts in the chests
And minds discreet, prudent and judicious in the heads.
O! Poets and Men of Letters awake
From the slumber deep for it is a time to weep,
Use your pen and paper and moments of nights and days,
Your talents, the power of your embellished words,
Weave the stories of novels dramas, and lines of poesy
To shake the inner most part of the souls
Of the leading heads of humanity who make a trade
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O! People Hear Me
O! People hear me,
The prayers that emerge on your lips,
The voices that float in the air,
Fidelities that mould themselves into love,
The ambitions that swagger on the dreamland,
Do not let them fall,
Adorn them on the eyes.
Enhance light of the amp,
And do not let it extinguish,
We have to plant yet flowers afresh,
We have to habitat yet a new world,
Though the tale is olden,
Yet new actors are to introduce,
New spectacles are yet to be shaped,
We shall have to be proud of our loyalties,
We shall have to burn
The boats to commence a new journey.
O! People hear me,
Transform this season of rigidity
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Curiosity Thy Name Is Ugliness
Those days,
The words and paths accompanied me.
Those days,
The words and insomnia were my companions.
How long and whereto
The carnal body goes along.
I am the every feature of mountains,
Oceans and wilderness.
My breath is the dew resting on leaves,
And Lo! Winds are busy
In wiping out my glistening foot-prints.
Look at my eyes,
They contain silence,
Of hundreds of extinguished grates
Once glaring bold.
I roamed bearing an inferno
In my breaths and thoughts,
Hauling my beacon of desire
Coated with blood.
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