That instaed of trying to avert the gaze,
I could not,
I saw her, but took the pains too,
is this called love?
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Jayanta Mahapatra, as I have known him,
The professor of physics teaching physics in his classroomsAnd writing poems in English as for hobbyAnd he turning to it as for his avocation.A poet, he edited Chandrabhaga,Picked poems for the Sunday issues of the Telegraph coloured magazineFor sometime just like Khushwant Singh selecting short stories for it,A poet, an editor, a short story writer,…
O, you, come, come,
The Face Divine,The Grand Face Divine of the Deity,Huge, huge and tall,The face of the Dark Goddess!The Dark Goddess, bizarre and grotesque,Strangely-poisedThe Goddess Divine,You come and go seeing Her,The Goddess in Her strange posture.You come, come and go seeingThe face,The Face Divine of the Goddess,The Dark Goddess,The Mother Divine,Dark black, but beautiful.
Poets are coming
Let me run awayTaking my father’s nameAs they will not let me goWithout making me hear their poems.In the hopes and aspirations of their own,They are comingWith the dreams of Spenser, Milton, Shakespeare and Wordswrth.
The beauty of the forest,
Cheetah sprinting!Tear-eyed and with a trickle of itNear the eye-socket,Glowing with the spotsOver the body!Cheetah! cheetah!The mystery of the wild,The beauty of the forestDense, deep and dark!Cheetah! cheetah!Cheetah sprinting intoThe forests deep, dark and denseSo glowing and glazy and beautiful!
Jinnah,
You shunned and abandonedYour daughterDinaThe daughter fromRuttie PetitAnd this muchYou could not compromise,JinnahJust for your lovely daughter,Jinnah,This much tooYou could not compromise with,JinnahAs how fanatical and biasedAnd prejudicedHad you been, JinnahNarrow and small-mindedCompromising not with his own daughter.
Lallu and Kallu, two rustics from Bihar state
Two blunt and bogus fellows,Villagerly rustics,Illiterate and unculturedWho do not even how to talk with, how to behave withWanting to be ministers,Lallu and Kallu,Lallu, I mean Reddie and Kallu, I mean Blackie,Two jokers, clowns or buffoonsThey not for entertainmentBut to divide and rule,Usurp the throneAnd once the fool sits on chair,He will not vacate itUnless…