The school of maya.
Maya my wife,
My children,
House and the world.
Maya my life,
My family,
My world
And I a small man
From the world of maya.
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The Dark Divine Maid,
Light sparkling itBeneath.O, come you and go seeingThe face,The Face Divine,The Magnificent Face Divine of Hers,Mother in a strange mood of Her Own!O, you go seeing the Dark Maiden,The Maid Divine,The Leg Divine of Hers,Light sparkling beneath,Lighting Divine!The Dark Divine in a mood of Her Own,Yea, the Dark Divine,Grand and huge,Magnificent and grandiloquent,Weird and grotesque…
Karl Shapiro,
The University of Virginia,Publication of poetry inPacific Theater,Professorship atUniversity of Nebraska-Lincoln,University of California,Editing of Prairie Schooner,V-Letter and Other Poems,We have not,Have not,Karl ShapiroTelling aboutCalifornia Winter,A Garden In Chicago,Going To School,University,The said and the unsaidSo candidlyAnd vividlyIn a picturesque styleAnd manner of presentation,Reminiscing and telling.
The hawk,
Small-breed Indian hawk,Shikra,Grizzled,Looking like a sparrowBut is not.
Man is a puppet into the hands of Destiny
Man a puppet into the hands of Destiny,So helpless and hopeless.
Though not one of Bohemia,
It really?A person interested inMusic, art and literatureAnd living in an informal way,Ignoring the accepted valuesTaken for granted normally.
How long will the hooligans,
Looters,BreakersAnd thugsWill keepEngaging the stageOf racism,Anti-racism,Protest,Protest drama,Street,Street theatre,Goondaism,This goondaism mustCome to an endAs has gone into excessAnd excess of everythingIs bad?
Writing black poetry.
Singing
The song of America
Looking through the Negro eyes.
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Why shall we have to go by
All know it wellThat the Reds areBut the revolutionaries and rebels,Firebrand leaders and politiciansMaking fiery speeches,The hot brained peopleBut it does not mean itThat we too shall be hot brained,We too shall be hotheads?It will be sheer folly, military misadventureTo go into a tussle with them,The people’s army,The comrades and cadres.
The great Iskonite,
Krishna Consciousness,Bhakti margi devoteeAn American manWith the change in heartTranscending the barriersTrying to be submerged inTo lift and free the soulEngrossed in materialistic prosperity.
Eklavya,
Teacher’s Day,Whenwill you,Will you come,Eklavya,It is Teacher’s Day,Teacher’s Day,Guru Dronacharya,DronaWaiting for you,Waiting for you,EklavyaTo greet you,Welcome you,Eklavya,Eklavya?Talent was in you,Genius inWhich a few could know,Could knowThe freak of genius,GeniusIn you,You, Eklavya,There was,WasTalent,Talent in youWhich so richly deserved you,You!Now on Teacher’s Day,Want I,Want ITo find a student like,Want I,Want ITo rear someoneAlso so bright,Bright not, but…
I can see, see the trains passing,
From a distance,But how to avail ofAs have some official assignments and obligationsWhich but bind me otherwiseAnd restrict from boarding?My house lies there, my office hereAnd I helpless in betweenThinking of my home,Getting homesick and nostalgicBut what to, what to do?
Your religion love I not,
What it is in humanity and liberalism,What it in being a man loving a man,A small man’s thoughts like I not,Believing in a narrow society.
Ganga Sagar,
I cannot think of goingSeeing the endless crowds,The sea of pilgrimsGoing from U.P., Bihar, Haryana,Nepal,The old and the infirm,Women and childrenBy ramshackle busesTripping to Sagar IslandsTo go missing, get lostIn the sea of crowds.But the question is,Where is the Kapil Muni Ashrama,Where the place of Bhagirath,Will they be able to seeIn that crowd and discomfort?
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Anything I think fit.
As of now
And as I said before
If the situation requires
To write
I am prepared and
Ready to write.
With poetry
I care not anybody.
Yes, I do feel good
With poetry and as always
I say men stay happy.
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Not barren.Absorbing andColouring is important.Living and unitingAll important.And renouncing is life,Shedding leaves isWelcoming.Making mighty empiresIn creativity isDeveloping all seasons.All wonderAll strength.2I arrivedWith my wordsAnd dreams.So many smilesAnd heartsFull of beauty.And lifeWith rhythmAnd rhymes.So sweetAir and water.Earth so dearTo make lifeBetter and better.
କିଏ ହୋ ଗାନ୍ଧିଜୀ
ଆମର କେଁ ଲାଭକେଁ ଲୁକସାନ୍।କରୁଥିଲା କାଣାହେ ଲୋକଟାଜାନିକରି କେଁଫାଏଦା ମକେକି ତମକେ!ହେ ଲୋକଟାକେକେନ୍ ମାରଲା,କି କାହାକେ ହେ ମାରଲା!ଆମର କାହାରିରଲେନଦେନ ନେଇଁ।କାଁ କରିଛେହୋ ହେକାହାକେ କାଣା!ହେତାରଉଧେକେତେବାଟ ଯିବଦେଖବାକେ ମିଲବା ଭାଏଲକାହାକେ କେନ!ଗାନ୍ଧିଜୀ ଫାନ୍ଧିଜୀ ଛାଡ,ବାଟ ଆଗକେ ଅଛେ ଗୁରଦୁଯିବାର ଅଛେ ଆମକେଲଟକି ହେଇକରି କେନଲକେକାଁଜେ ରହେମା ବୁଆ!
I am dead and still
The air is singing the song,The water is flowing down to earth,The trees are smiling with flowers,The sky is mocking at me tellingAll the stories of haves and have-nots.And I am dead with the rising sun,I am dead with the full moon,And I am dead with the ocean,All that are in me.And I cheer with…
Battle is there
Good and bad.But who is goodAnd who is badVery difficultTo define andDistinguish.Let me sayAll celestial,Let me sayAll potential,And all provincialAnd all proverbial.
Have faith
And smile every day.
It is better to die
Live with you dear demon.But let me clearWithout your sweet wordsAnd your companyI can live happily.I know you are like moneyThat is in another’s hands.I know you are like knowledgeThat is confined to books only.I know you are not usefulAs you are controlled byAll bad people surrounding you.
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And fearful of
Material existence.
As a poet
I fear the dark,
Everything is there
In the dark, though.
As a poet
I know life
And very value.
As a poet,
I love all
And I know the truth.
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Time,
Desperate lifeKnow not anything.But dearBeauty is therein.Life andThe sea hereWith usAt this time.And we all areCrying like anything.But dear pleaseOpen the window andEnjoy the sightBrilliantly.Not landBut labour isYour own.Life- not staticBut maintainStatus quo.
To survive you have to go on fighting
To survive you have to keep a balanceSomewhere and raise your voice.Leave all to the truthAnd make up your mindAnd see no force is thereThat can stop you.
Something that makes me feel worried
So to say life itself is an injuryCaused by using time in a wrong way.Going uphill straightforward we take pressureBut looking straight ahead we are honest.To grow we have to jump over the skyCrossing all disputes with needed support.
We are Odias,
No, never,We are not to die.No one is thereTo make us die.We are Odias,We are ready to doAll welfare acts,We think, let ourLife go to hellAnd all creaturesGet peace.Dare not toPut us in trouble.We are not to die.
Since you are
And you areNo way related,I am sure,You are not toFace the trouble.So far as I amConcerned, let meClear the doubtsThat are in you.But I am notHere to distinguishThe good and not good.I have no mind,It is ofcourse, true.But let me sayYour attachment areNothing for illusion.And I am completelyAloof from all conceptions.But I am convincedRealizing my…
My thinking my behaviour –
My saying my showingWith words and activities –Altogether different from you all.I am in no way agree with you,I am not the one to supportYou or to go with you at any time.Here see my poems all connected withAll practical and technical waysInterested to the mind and hearts.I am one and nominated for youBut under…