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Flowers garlanded to offeredTo the Deity.Songs drenched in devotion,Wet withFeeling and emotionAnd a sense of self-surrender,Total surrender to the Divine.The Soul pattering to the Supreme SoulIn dark despair and desolation,Utter dejection and despondenceTo be bailed out of the crisis.It is classical love poetryUsed and applied in,The poetry dating backTo Rashkhan, Jayasi, Kabir,Sur, Tulsi, Mira and…

At Birsingha, GhatalTelling of his birth and childhoodAnd at Karmatar, JamtaraHis last days away from among the tribals.Pages From his LifeIswar Chandra VidyasagarReading under the street lamplight,Crossing the small streamTo see his sick mother.N.B. One title, two sub-titles

But sings it so sweetly all through the spring,Madly in love,Singing the songs of forests, blossoms and flowers,Gardening and wildPerched on the branches of a treeAnd singing from thereWith the tunes and sweetness of its own,And the cuckold vibrating throughThe midday and the midnightThe cuckoo so madly in love,Seeing the trees in blossoms and green…

The alphabet of poetry,What the alphabet,How the lettersResounding,How the signs and figures,Who created themAnd how?The alphabet of poetry,Is it the alphabet of learning to write,The alphabet of poetry,Is it the sign for sound,What is it,The alphabet,The alphabet of poetry?

Morality and didacticism,Ethics and mannerism,Poetry classicalSmacking of classics and classicism,Full of the aroma and ardourOf an age gone by.

And thereafter city-dwelling and urban life,Called I modernisticAnd now after being stylistic and manneristic,Call I myself post-modern,Modern as well as retreating back toHolistic healing, naturopathy and avurvedaFor to concentrate and meditate upon,To fix the fickle mindFull of career orientations.Denying the breast to the newly-born babe,The modern careerist, glamorous girl-turned-mom,Trying to rebuild her imagery and resettleThe…