When I
Took to
Writing
Poetry in English
After reading
Wordsworth,
Eliot,
Keats
And had no
Idea
About Indian
Poetry in English.
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Mayapur,
The Maya of ChitanyaCasting a spell overMagically,Making one lose in devotion,Devotional ananda,Bhakti,Bhakti-rasa,Making one lose in lila,Krishna-lila and dramticsOf Sri Chaitanya, Nitynanda,Gour-Nitai, jai Gour-Nitai,Prem se bolo, Gour-Nitai.
The office staff is not,
Over the chair he sits on.Can’t say, where has he gone,Is he within the campus or outside,Works or passes time?
One night I had been burning my father,
Seating and bathing near the small stream waterOn the river-bedBy the side of the dark and lonely manless hamlet,Making him wear the new clothes somehow,Just rounding around,Tearing off the older binds,Making him free from which bindsAnd finally placing him on the wooden pyreWith the logs over,Lighting it and thereafter fire keeps blazing on,Trails of smoking…
Har Har Mahadeva,
Sambhu, Bholenath,Aughardani,Mahadeva,Shiva as sadhaka, yogi, fakira,The Sadhaka of the sadhakas,The Yogi of the Yogis,The Fakira of the fakiras.Destroy, destroy the sins,The sins of ours,Har Har Mahadeva,Remove, remove all our sins,Mahadeva, Mahadeva,Adi Deva Shankara,Shiva-Sahnkara,Sambhu!
A poet of broken self and bleeding heart am I,
You do not ask,As have seen my face in so many images of mineWith a sadness,A starnge sadness of mine,Singing the song in memory,Going on the untrodden paths of life.I don’t think if you have the same as is mine,Growing up young, falling in love,Giving heart to another,Love at first sight,Love letters written and destroyed…
Lyrical, romantic,
Imagistic, portraying.A poet of the eveningSo full of emotion and feelingAnd lyricism.