The Jungle Path
Added by mahan j dutta on February 19, 2011 at 2:24pm — 3 Comments
Anatomy of Khowai*
Heart kept in the cup of my palm
Turned red with rust
The meandering route snakes
Through my body greyed with dust.
Now from the branches of eucalyptus
The crescent moons are hanging.
Thousands of moons
Fall and fill to bury me up
One by one
Each moon turns into…
Added by mahan j dutta on February 19, 2011 at 1:42pm — No Comments
Long long ago.
Once upon a time,
In a distant land,
There was an ocean –
Pure and white,
Vast with passion profound.
One night,
Gazing at the starry sky,
Unknowingly he committed
A beautiful blunder!
He fell in love with the moon!
Unaware was the Moon,
About this passion
From the unknown lands.
She was a fairy always carefree.
Hailing from the green…
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Added by Samrat Kar on February 11, 2011 at 10:08pm — No Comments
Why I am feeling so lonely?
Walking under the star lit sky,
Holding hand of the bright full moon,
With the invisible hands of my sight,
By the roaring sea shore,
On the cold sand,
Why am I feeling so lonely?
I have millions of stars,
Watching me walk barefoot.
Millions of galaxies
Silently passing me their blessings,
In the silent cold night,
Interrupted with the roars of waves!
Why am I feeling so lonely?
So…
Added by Samrat Kar on February 11, 2011 at 10:07pm — No Comments
Do I need to believe
In stories and myths?
Do I need to believe in
Fairy tale characters as Gods?
Do not I have Gods all round me?
In the form of lovely friends,
Family and fellow brethren?
Why do I need to enclose myself
In the dungeon of my head
Contemplating a hypothetical entity,
Whose experience is itself
Borrowed either from a book
Or Another human –
In flesh, blood and passion.
I proclaim not
The…
Added by Samrat Kar on February 11, 2011 at 10:06pm — No Comments
Am I just another living creature?
With flesh and blood,
And some say soul.
With my prejudices,
Beliefs, fears, biases,
And superstitions!
Am I just another living creature?
With a sense of right and wrong,
Good and bad,
You and me,
Ideas of interesting and boring!
Am I just another living creature?
Struggling to make ends meet,
Sweating to ear my living,
Managing with my…
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Living from morning to night,
Birth to death, do I live many alter lives!
Phases they come in, and pass by,
Like changing seasons.
Have I died so many a times,
Have been born afresh –
With new hope and new love!
Various shades of the rainbow,
Each held impeccably stretched
Across the sky of my awareness.
Each shade sings a new song,
Writes a new poem,
Sends a new blessing!
In some shade,
They call me a…
Added by Samrat Kar on February 11, 2011 at 10:03pm — No Comments
With all its love,
The great banyan tree,
Has spread its restful shadow,
Giving solace to countless travelers!
With all its care,
The Nile has provided for,
Many civilizations,
Since eternity!
With all its warmth,
The Sun has been giving,
With all its power,
Vigor and light to countless
Beings on this planet!
The road has been
Enduring with patience,
All hardships of countless feet,
Tires and…
Added by Samrat Kar on February 11, 2011 at 10:02pm — No Comments
Walking down the archaic lanes,
Beside vast green farms,
Met I one sunny bright day
A woman with the Most Beautiful Eyes!
Instant was the intoxication –
My soul allowed itself to be possessed with her love!
For one simple reason –
There was an ageless attraction,
With no expectation anywhere!
This is the story of
The most beautiful woman!
More beautiful than any that reality can afford.
Too divine…
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I am Mr Valenstein
Added by Shamit Bagchi on February 4, 2011 at 9:30pm — 2 Comments
Nothing is your, nothing is mine.
It is at the verge of giving up...
That we should always be.
And expect no miracles,
But a mere passage of time.
That will keep us strong;
Determined in the face of nothing!
Confidence out of 'absolutely nothing'
Is a tough ask!
And that is when you get a glimpse
Of the real me/we.
Something to attain,
That ultimate reality...
Nothing is your,
Nothing is mine.
And yet,
It all is!
Added by Shamit Bagchi on February 2, 2011 at 12:30pm — 2 Comments
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