At last the love utters with a lisp?
In between the sky & Earth
He's born to a well to do family.
Getting his Master's degree
Chosen a bride from a shinning pedigree?
Beginning really a happy-go-lucky!
And changed into a misery.
Sweet words and melodies
Like darling, honeycomb & sweetheart
All disappeared in a while
Rat, Cat & idiot
Donkey, Monkey and go to hell...................continues
Day by day life goes thinner
As a piece of paper
Chest pains,
Heart attacks!
But rescued.
Then collapsed from the staircase
Ultimately the Graduate was paralyzed?
Oozing! Wet stockings
Loathsome and he dies in sleep
And the burial was a grand event with music!
But no address to be found hereafter?
to my poet friends Pranab Chakraborty, Premji Premji, Raj Nandy & rest of all.........................................!
[Consider that this day never dawns again.]
-Dante
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The frozen death in a quiet winter night!
['You can choose to live your life to your own agenda with a sense of personal purpose that gives your life ventures meaning and a feeling of fulfillment_This is called being at cause living from the inside out creating the life and reality you want.']-David R.J.Powell
Skeletal cypress trees mourn
for their offspring
At a stretch sleep the countless fallen leaves,
Quiet the hazy night and a small drizzle
with crispy snow that covers the helpless burial grounds?
I hear their babyish cries but I am voiceless?
I took out my pocket book and the pencil stub
and I address to my poor poet-God!
While a tear dropp hangs in my eye.
For you, I scribble this line Sir!
O I witnessed the frozen death
in this quiet winter night?
for my poet friend Pranab Chakraborty in gratitude!
Who's translated my few poems into his mother tongue Bengali and already published them in his co-editing magazine.
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Please do not cut the green grass!
I am the grass; I cover all.
-Carl Sandburg
'They cut the grass their children to run
And where do I play with my little ones? '
The old Grasshopper Father cries.
'Please do not cut the grass
As your children have enough parks to run,
It's a sin that Lawnmower cuts not only the grass?
Thin necks of our whole nation too! '
The old Grasshopper Mother shouts.
*To brother Premji Premji in gratitude!
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The Window Washers
How sad they go to the peak of skyscrapers
on a tiny moving scaffolding
and wash the windows let others to see the Zenith?
But they do not have valid documents
to enter the Heaven?
They just come down
holding the life-line
When the dangerous work's over?
to my poet friend and the short story writer Premji in gratitude!
[I was disgusted by reading this news in a paper; 'They couldn't just let Mary Richardson Kennedy rest in peace.The estranged wife of Robert F Kennedy Jr., who was buried near the Kennedy clan's Hyannis Port compound over the objections of her siblings, was dug up last week and moved to a remote part of St.Francis Zavier Cemetery.I thought myself where do they bury me one day? Is it handsome Devil's graveyard as I do not have the valid papers? ]
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Question asked the most
Don’t you have
Any other work
Sad, I am a poet
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Sharper than harpoons (Oneryu)
Words evil…….................
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The saddest poem in one line
Toothless and homeless
This aggressive old bearded man
Robbed a toothpaste tube
From the Supermarket
And wrote something
On the glass window
Before they called Police!
'Hungry & Angry.'
*Dedication to my poet friend Premji in gratitude!
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America
Waxing Bodies,
Waning Minds,
Dried up Souls,
Ha...America!
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Greatest sin
Poverty is not a sin,
Dostoevsky had written.
But, if you turn your face away
That's the largest sin
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Obama or Mc Caine
Whether Obama or Mc Caine,
America will be the same as ever:
Hardcore conservative!
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Insomnia
“What’s God’s biggest boon to mankind? ”
What is your answer, dear friend?
If you ask me to answer, I will say:
It’s nothing but sleep…Deep sleep…
Blessed are those who can sleep
Irrespective of perils, places and
Strange situations…
Sleep makes you refresh
Every day is a rebirth
Fills your mind with
Beautiful dreams!
If it horrifies you,
Change your attitude
Towards the world…
Sleep…beautiful sleep makes you
Pleasant every-moment…
When are you going to bless me again?
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Miss Sandy!
Troubled nature's waves
named as Sandy!
And they do all the precautions to survive?
But the poor man's hurricane longlasts since the beginning
as simple poverty and the rich binoculars
never see them as their own brothers & sisters?
to my poet colleague Pranab!
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Dear Steve Jobs, What's Happening Around Apple?
Father of the Digital Revolution...
Master of innovation...
Design perfectionist...!
Who else can be all these
Other than Steve Jobs?
"If you live each day as it was your last,
someday you'll most certainly be right",
You inspired millions
During the graduation ceremonies
At Stanford University, on June 12,2005.
But, painfully I understand now,
You spoke out those lines
To those ill-treated Foxconn Workers
Who assemble Apple products,
To feed your global networks.....
Exhausting workloads,
Humiliating discipline,
And cramped dormitories!
Who else can be more aware of
Their slave days than you?
To them, everyday is their last day!
Sad, every product of yours is
Waxed with tears and hatred!
CONSOLE THEM,
AT LEAST WITH A MISSING BITE
ON THAT CYANIDE-LACED APPLE!
'Behind every huge success, there is an element of treason! ' - Premji
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Companion Shadow never gets tired and leaves me alone?
A shadow is an area where direct light from a light source cannot reach due to obstruction by an object. It occupies all of the space behind an opaque object with light in front of it. The cross section of a shadow is a two-dimensional silhouette, or reverse projection of the object blocking the light. The sun causes many objects to have shadows and at certain times of the day, when the sun is at certain heights, the length of shadows change.
An astronomical object casts human-visible shadows when its apparent magnitude is equal or lower than -4.[1] Currently the only astronomical objects able to produce visible shadows on Earth are the sun, the moon and, in the right conditions, the planet of Venus.
I have come across
The last sixty years
Not only meadows
Mostly mountains
And I am almost tired & frustrated.
One hazy night I turned around
And spoke to my friendly shadow;
He doesn't speak but I understood
What he wants to say?
'Master! I'll be with you until you reach the last mile post! '
'I know that you never betray me but I am really worried about you
in case of my absence where you go? '
to my friend premji premji in gratitude!
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A singing Horse
They say that I am a rare breed horse
But I never won a race.
Better you decide yourself my darling
Whether I am a horse or a donkey?
* To all my poet friends in gratitude.
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A dumb hero's tomb speaks in darkness
They have forgotten my name and domicile too.
Engraved letters disappeared of my pedigree on the tombstone.
And I want to write this but I cannot come up as the lid is too tight.
Another hero might come here, a friendly advise for you my brother.
Stay away from ego & politics and rest in peace without a tomb.
Life like a Sweet pea soup and you eat once or twice but no more.
The tortoise too flies nowadays and then what else?
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If Someone asks what's the beauteous thing you have seen in your life?
Definitely I tell him or her
The Honorable Death!
Open your eyes and see that poor man
Who lies in a cheaper casket like a Cardboard box
And the loved ones around him crying?
Tax collectors, Money lenders, sympathizers
And the Landlord of his rented house
All like statues and never grumble him again.
Precious heart stopped and blood river never flows
Lungs malfunctioned and no Oxygen intake
Strange odor and ooze from the nostrils
And the color of his skin turns into pale blue
Everybody wants the burial soon
And nobody likes to stay longer with him?
A humble dedication to my poet friend Pranab Chakraborty!
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The Quiescence here like his deep poems!
'Here you come to New South Wales'
The board by the roadside glitters!
And I got down from the bus
A limousine for the first time in my life?
O it's an unusual quietness in this burial grounds
Situated in a small town perhaps his birth place?
At last after roaming around
I found his humble tomb!
I touched and it's cold
Like frozen death,
Suddenly I woke up!
But I was not certain
Whether it's morning
Or still it's night and where I have been
With my teary eyes?
*[He sent me his two poetry books 'Poems that bloom in my garden & The ancient poet', few weeks before he dies and this was written on the back with his mischievous hand writing and the friendly signature! .................To Nimal, my brother & friend thank you for being who you are.-Paddy Martin]
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Who Plucked This Man-Bird's Discoloured Feathers?
Salivate & cries!
Tetanus,
Hysterics,
hotchpotch & this hopeless bird
caged on the top?
Pejudical to see the faraway Horizon
and no tower of strength?
to my poet friend Pranab!
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Truth untold (Oneryu)
History………………..............
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