All in the veil
Blackly
Going.
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Under the kaaminis scattering slowly
By being in their contact,The kaaminis blooming and falling overAnd I marking the night go,So mystically fragrant,The blooms so redolent and fine.Where to go if she too is not,Has not come back?I under the tree sleeping and passing the nightDreaming of Lost loveComing to me as Night Queen.
Dawn at Puri as a poem captures the scenic and picturesque landscapes surrounding Puri, the Jagannath Temple, the sea beach adjacent to it so closely and the morning sun rising, glowing in full attraction with the lines of devotees past their age queuing up to enter the Great Temple.
Dawn at Puri as an imagistic poem is admirable for the photographic quality with the locale and the canvas of its own. The crows cawing, cawing, the holy skull lying on the sands, the widows lined up for prayers and offerings, all these tell a different story of hunger, faith in doubt, existential search and…
What sort of poetry is it,
Contemporary Indian poetryWhose base is inThe exchange of mutual admiration?I calling you great,You calling me greatAnd we are all the great men of India,But greatness is not in the ego of the personality,It is in being polite and mannered,It is in simplicity,It is in goodness and nobility,It is in innocence and ignorance,Who knows what unassesed…
Jagannath, Balabhadra and Subhadra
The chariot wheel,The rathyatra,The wooden idolsOn an outingTo the see the worldAround.To read Jayanta is to be reminded ofLord Jagannath, Balabhadra and SubhadraAnd their journeysAnd viewing of the worldFrom the chariot,The ratha spinning,Rotating and doing a roundOf the mundane world.
Do not hurt anyone with your words and sayings,
Just think before saying, what are youAnd say to simplyAs my love your love,Your love my love.
Random Descent is the book which we would like to discuss it now,
Is a poetic venture which talk we withBare Face and Shadow SpaceAs they are a type from the arrival point of viewThough the style changes it not.The same imagist, the same lyricist of time and its solitariness,Life and the fleeting shadows of it,Deriving from nothingness, existentialism and nihilism,A singer of them,Singing in his own way…