Category: English Poetry

Pitch dark night
A candle stands upright
Slowly burning down
Light and smoke around
Look there no more
Where did it go?

It has changed garb
Now in the new box
So I was told
By the man down the road
That is a delusion
There is an explanation

It changed state
That much is science
There is more however,
Than meets the sight
It was a solid apparition
Of the Universe in creation

The Universe is still around
Only the image not to be found
Everything is a unique one-time event
Yet fused with the eternal moment
Moment goes on moment to moment
Accumulations of causes ever present

The dance of life goes on
Causes and effects on and on
To what can one latch on?
Fulfil your purpose, move on
To your purpose be true
And that purpose is ‘You’

‘You’ :The true-honest-to-goodness you
What the sage called ‘Mystic’ or ‘Myo’
Favourable causes—favourable results
Is your best chance
Greater the goodness in the Universe,
Greater the  possibility of happiness
In both the living and the eluding
Such are ‘Well Gone’

Every evening
Another opportunity is lost
Some undone work that’s going to cost.

Every evening
What’s gone is gone
Time to rest, Time to wait for the morn’.

Every evening
Down will go the sun
Another opportunity to have a little fun.

Every evening
Time to gather your thought(s)
Let past go by, lesson learnt or not.

Every evening
Darkness awaits for sure
Renew the resolve & go find a cure.

Every evening
Is Gods way to say
Rest now my child, morning is on its way.

And then friends…..

Every morning……go to my previous poem…..

Surrounded by his strong slender fingers,

She felt secure,as they stood near the springer,

His masculine,strong fragrance lingered,

Making her fall under his spell,in that pre-winter,

She made herself more comfortable,unhindered,

While his warm breaths to her,whispered,

She felt his warmth all over her,

As his fingers prodded over her silky figure,

The stars shone like pieces of silver

And the heat of his fingers made her shiver.

To see his face,she looked up coyly,

Stealing glances shyly,

She felt his throbbing muscles,

Was confused because of her inner tussles,

Her emotions which welled up for him,

Her immature self,that told her twas her fanciful whim,

Still she felt like offering her whole self

To him,almost sure of his love for herself,

While he stood there caressing and fondling,

The small little Night Jasmine was beautifully blossoming. 

Coming together were their feelings pristine,

She the pure, flawless, young virgin, 

With the macho man,with an attitude adamantine,

She falling in love every second,in the windy din,

He suddenly stooped and kissed the silk,

Of her body, as white as milk,

She squirmed and wriggled to free herself,

For she felt melting away in him all by self,

She felt the adrenaline rush;knew it was indicative of,

Her warm feelings for him,that she was in love.

She wanted to tell him of her love,

In no terms did she want to let go of

His grip around her fragile body,

Under the celestial night gaudy,

He  stood embodied like a Roman God

So full of love,not a bit flawed,

A strong masculine jaw and muscles twitching,

As he felt her ethereal beauty bewitching,

Towards her he felt a strange attraction,

With the Night Jasmine,he was in love,so full of passion.

-Madhumita 

The night is burning away,

Everywhere the flames sway,

In a naked dance of brutality,

The man made signs of fatality,

Stare at me in the eyes,

As I turn to ice,

The red skies reflecting the shades fire,

My heart gets filled with utmost ire,

Seeing the torn clothes,shoes scattered around,

In the crackling noise,all voices of people drowned.

The entire world is burning and set afire,

Burning buses,houses,shops,bags,clothes,tyres,

The stench of burning things fills the air,

Everything turned scary,unnatural and bizarre,

There are people with sticks and swords,

Turning to mobs,crowds and hordes,

The pictures of religious horror,

Crossing all limitations and borders,

The gory red of the blood scattered 

Here and there, humanity stood shattered.

The burning stench of flesh made my stomach churn,

Made me puke, feel sick and spurn,

Every thing horrible spinning around,

All human values to the soils downed,

In this scenario of hatred,

I go around bedraggled,

Looking for you, all straggled, 

As I staggered and waggled,

In the dreary,dark by lanes,

To hear and see,my eyes and ears badly strain.

To hear a sound ,hear your voice,

Birds flutter in fright,having lost all joys,

All enveloped in a deadly quietness,

Despite the shouts,persists an eery stillness,

My eyes scout here and there for your silhouette,

Amidst the murderous violence and threat,

My body covered in cold sweat,

As I looked inside shops,mounds,statuettes,

I want to ask somebody about your whereabouts,

But whom to trust? Am filled with frightful doubts.

How will I get to you?

How long will it take to locate you?

Prayed to the Gods to guide me your way,

Amongst the gore and the night’s gray,

With senseless people running around to slay,

I wait with bated breath for the early lights of the day,

All of a sudden I see you crouched,

Sitting against a corpse,slouched,

In vain I run to you,hoping against hopes

To see you alive,in the darkness,I grapple and grope.

You sat still like a body dead,

To me returned the unknown dread,

Of not finding you breathing and alive,

To control my breaths, my heart strives,

I placed my hand in front of your nose,

As I  looked into your eyes,our gaze froze, 

Your warm blood and body, filled me with joy,

My little heart brimming with overjoy,

Though strange in such torturous environs,

Joyfully I took you in my embrace like a matron.

Cuddling you, soothing you, trying to comfort, 

Slowly easing you out of your discomfort, 

My heart came back from the throes of sadness, 

Snuggled together in the darkness, 

Trying to shake you out of the gory quake, 

As we waited for the daybreak, 

Gradually I slip into sleep, 

Relieved of the enormous heap,

My heart carried for hours,

The murderous gory spurs.

I wake up to the chant of prayers,

In our room,in the soft bed of ours, 

Oh! What a nightmare!

In fright stood all my hair, 

Remembering it all, I again perspire, 

Thinking of the night’s consequences dire, 

I fold my hands in obeisance, 

To Him, in true trust and allegiance,

I am happy to have you still around,

With me,our family and everything on ground.

I am thankful it was all a dream,

As tears well up in my eyes and gleam,

I see you again,holding my chin up from your embrace,

To see you in flesh and blood,your happy face,

My heart went out in a prayer for those in such situations,

Held up in human madness,impatience and frustrations,

Thank God,a mere nightmare it was,

Though scary,as you are there,still some relief it draws,

Never ever leave me alone,for it will stop my breath,

That will be my end,when life will make way for death.

-Madhumita

My love for you knew no bounds,

It grew in abounds,

I traveled to magical lands,

Your hands holding my hand,

Together we flew high and high,

Touching the lovely blue sky,

Traversing amidst the planets and stars,

Going away from the world, afar.

The flowers coloured  our lives,

As our hearts danced in jives, 

The butterflies carried us to lands of dreams,

Where happiness flew forever in lively streams,

The green trees,protected us from harsh sunbeams,

The pearly dew drops in the leaves did gleam,

As our palms clasped over each other,

Love gushed in setting the hearts aflutter.

The squirrels sitting beside us were friends,

Nibbling at walnuts and almonds,

They looked at us with eyes amused,

As we both in love were soused, 

The peacock reveled in all it’s feathered glory,

As we created a beautiful story,

A story loaded with pure love,

To build a new  world of love,we throve.

My face shone in a pinkish sheen,

With great care I would dress and preen,

To take me in your arms,you eagerly waited,

Our souls,in love conjugated,

Tied by solemn vows wholehearted,

Day day by our love blossomed,

Not letting anything in between, 

To come together as one,we were too keen.

To our coming together the nature was witness,

In all it’s finery and sweetness,

The starlit sky doubled as decorative lights,

In the cool twinkling, velvety night,

The spring flowers bedecked the bridal chamber,

Encompassing in a fragrant perfume and flavour,

When we embraced each other,

Mingling into one another.

Our hands clasped and heartbeats fast,

The seconds slipped,the minutes passed,

Our figures against each other entwined,

All our warm feelings  aligned,

The charged up emotions raced along,

Like a mesmerizing,melodious song,

Then we gave in to our desires,

All became one with the fires.

The night celebrated our togetherness,

As we caressed in all tenderness,

Opening up to each other,threw away all hesitation,

We reached the ultimate levels of elation,

Our affections and dedication,

Reached its culmination and consecration,

As slowly we passed into a happy slumber;

And a night forever and ever to remember.

-Madhumita 

Every morning
The sun rises with a new hope
A new desire to live, to survive & cope.

Every morning
The night gives up its might
New ambitions begin to assert their rights.

Every morning
Its back to the unfinished work
With renewed vigour, with a new perk.

Every morning
The seed sprouts a new shoot
Spreading life above, binding with its root.

Every morning
A new day has a new start
With new hope in every heart.

Every morning
Love begins to grow again
Leaving a few, sad ones with its pain.

Every morning
The cool breeze wispers in my ear
You’r alive and have nothing to fear.
So, go out & live, live a life you’v always wished for
Live to the fullest, every moment , every minute , every hour.

Do away with the turmoil,
Lest they totally spoil,
The crops of your labour and toil
And reduce them to soil.

This phase of despair shall pass,
So do not try to amass
Them,let them take a bypass,
See that you don’t let them surpass.

You are a solid rock,
Do not let them block,
Your way or steady walk,
For they are mere baulks.

Carry on with your decisive stride,
With your instincts acting as guides,
Do not step aside or hide,
Take pride in all that you did and tried.

You are a brave warrior,
Not a timid worrier,
You have fought weathers stormier,
Be a persistent harrier.

Think of the ones who stand by you,
Who look up to you and love you too,
For them start with zeal and ways anew,
Please before the end,do not bid adieu.

At least try to give it a fight,
With all your strength and might,
Your destination is near your sight,
Why do you worry,when you are right!

So keep fighting and move ahead,
Without any fright or dread,
With absolute clarity in your head,
Without a limp in your tread.

You will one day reconquer
And surely win everything all over,
Just be the rock solid anchor,
We request an encore,go regain your honour.

We know you will not prove us wrong,
You are a fighter strong,
You will do away with all this in a headlong,
Do us proud and bring happiness to those you belong.

Leave behind all despair and do not prolong
The fight that you have dreaded for long,
Now is the time to be headstrong,
Fight all your worries,enjoy lifelong.

We wait for you to be your normal self,
To fight and win all your wars yourself,
Regain all you lost and pride yourself,
You are a winner,prove to the world,thyself.

-Madhumita

Life, an eternal journey

The traveller awaits his call

The call of the ultimate tour

Where his reflection awaits

For him to pave the way

The way will help him pass

Through the forked paths & branches

Of life.

Little does he know

So minute are the sands of Time

So intense the harsh realities

Where life awaits him…

The moon peeping in around,
From behind the silken clouds,
Looking about with open eyes,
As the night slowly tip toes,
The velvety darkness,slips ,
Bit by bit and dreams start their trip
Into my colourful, romantic world,
As rainbows whirled,
I furled and curled
In the soft touches,of my dreamworld.

I try to capture the silky grace
Of the night in an embrace,
It slithered and moved ahead,
Fast like the lightening it fled,
To touch the sky,so full of glittering stars;
And I try hard to douse the fires,
Of pinings and yearnings,
Of immense longings,
Stuck in a rigmarole of emotions,
In my world of rosy,romantic notions.

I rub my sleepy eyes,
Somehow they try,
To differentiate between real life
And my dreams,so full of life ,
In front of me stood reality,
Laughing at me in delight and glee,
Trying to tell me,that beyond my dreams,
Lay clearer skies and heights extreme,
My dreams, my longings ,my desires,
Belong to this world and are very much here.

My senses wake me up,
As my body shivers and shakes up,
I sit up,gather myself and realise,
When my thoughts catechise,
The truth of my dreams here,
That I can pursue and dare;
And the futility of my imaginary world,
The tempting,silky,lustrous dreamworld,
My dreams,my ambitions, here they are,
This world is my destination,the best by far.

-Madhumita

Its another lonely night
High
In the mountains
Alone
Like the full moon above
I seek, like him

He has stars to adore
Solitude
In my sky
And the ocean
Waves to him
I seek, like him

Around, wrapping their arms
Clouds
Play hide & seek
Moonlight flickering in
Joy
I seek, like him

Shimmer in the still lake
Aqua
Together, a subtle dance
Two souls, perfect rhythm
Bliss
I seek, like him

The melting,soft white cloud
Behind the sun ,shining loud,
In the heat of May,
Is not that You!

The falling, cool showers,
On the red hot embers,
So the heat allay,
Is not that You!

In the darkest of nights
Glowing like the candle’s light,
Showing me the way,
Is not that You!

When I am suffering a heartache,
Holding me like a strong palisade,
Preventing it from breaking away,
Is not that You!

Breathing life into my breath,
Acting as the meth,
So that lifeless, my senses do not lay,
Is not that You!

That peacefully calming shade,
In that barren glade,
Comforting me in the dreary day,
Is not that You!

You may disagree to agree,
That you are the soul of me,
Letting my free spirit play,
Is not that You!

It is nobody but You,
Who can hold me through,
To whom I can come to and hold sway,
It has always been You,You and only You!!

-Madhumita

My thoughts weave a cobweb
Around me,as I ebb
And flow in like a wave,
They strangulate and cave
In and I crave for some air,
As they fiercely glare
At me, drops of perspiration
Appear on my forehead,resulting in a creation
Of an unending maze,
The dark shadows graze
On each and every part of my brain,
Each breaking into unbearable pain.

I try to run away and escape,
They run after me changing shape
At every step that I take,
Trying forcefully to rape
All my feelings and emotions,
Throttling all my sensations,
The more I try to detangle,
The more in them I get entangled,
They scare me in various forms
Beating me within like a bad,violent storm,
I try to find a shelter and hide,
But everywhere their vicious eyes pried.

I choke with frustration
Unable to grab anyone’s attention,
I feel everyone around me is out to harm
Me, like bees the fears swarm
And sting me;I try to fight
With all my might,
But strangely fail,
As my thoughts ail,
Tired of trying to get out
Of the webs,there follows another bout
Between my thoughts;I try to shout,
And as the scary shadows take on,I shut out.

My people say I am schizophrenic,
That I am hallucinogenic,
How can I tell them how I suffocate,
As the shadows wrap around me like vipers and kraits,
How will they understand my pain and alarm,
And how much the dark ones cause me harm!
They will never understand me and make a mockery
Of my fears, my situations,armed with their snobbery,
They come with their advice,saying I need help,
I just want to scream at them and yelp,
I know against me they are all conniving,
To finish me off, they all are striving.

They are all hand in gloves with the dark shadows,
All trying to drive me down the lows,
Why do they think I will trust them
When all they do is make me numb,
With all the syrups and coloured pills,
Making me cow down and lie still,
When the shadows still keep torturing,
In soft tones my people go on murmuring,
Their quietness and soft tone slowly slaughtering
Me,as badly I set to get down to cobwebs clearing,
To free myself and escape getting murdered
By people I call my own; but as I lie befouled and befuddled
I think,I would prefer getting killed
By the same cobwebs,that my thoughts had nurtured.

-Madhumita

The mindset of a person suffering from schizophrenia

I could not see you when I opened my eyes,

As the immense pain made you without senses lie,

But my baby cries

Made you conscious and arise

Out of the hospital bed and stand,

To take me in your weak hands.

You took me out of the crib,

Assisted by your own sib,

As you lightly cradled me,

In your eyes I could see,

A mother’s love for her child,

As your glistening eyes smiled

Down at me and held my tiny finger,

As your eyes did linger

On my face and tiny frame,

You whispered in my ears my name.

I looked at you, trying badly to focus myself,

On you,as you looked at your very own,a piece of yourself,

My fingers curled around yours,

Creating a bond,to go on for years,

As I smiled and settled in your lap,

To slip into a comfortable nap, 

You stayed awake,my mother,my creator

Me who you brought into this world,your daughter.

I can never do anything to measure 

Up to what you did for me, any time ever,

You taught me to walk,

Helped me learn to talk,

You taught me not to cry when I fell,

To get up and walk through, you did impel.

You showed me how to walk the right path,

To walk the talk and never fear the aftermath.

You taught me to be truthful and righteous,

How to be humble and win people over with politeness,

You taught me the arts and the crafts,

The maps, maths,making the drafts,

You made me strong to fight situations adverse,

To face everything with a smile on my face.

All virtues in me are bestowed by you,

I wish I could get them all,but managed a few,

You moulded me into a brave fighter,

The experiences you shared,made me wiser,

You loved me and brought me up with extra care,

Teaching me to love,like,support and share;

I am courageous,adventurous and I dare

Because you taught me not to fear

The wrongs and to give them a fight,

Not the one to be cowed down by fright,

I practice all you taught with great delight

And like you,love to change sad faces into smiles bright.

You showed me the way to people’s hearts,

Always helped me design my destiny’s chart,

To march ahead in life and succeed,

Never succumbing to any greed,

Whatever I am today is because of you,

Every inspiration from you I drew;

Today I am a mother too,

Now I understand what all you went through,

In bringing us siblings up so well,

I really cannot draw any parallels, 

In me you see your reflection,

But I can never match your perfection.

To just say that ,”I love you”,will not suffice 

For all your love, care,advice,support and sacrifice. 

Today I just want to embrace and hug you tight

And make your wrinkled face light

Up with all all smiles and laughter,

All I ask for now as your daughter,

Is that, if there is another life hereafter 

I will always want to have you as My Mother. 

– Madhumita 

Dedicated to my Maa, My Mother

In the early hours of that cool night,

Showed the Night Jasmine bright,

A beautiful,white and pure bud,

With ethereal beauty running through like blood,

Created with Nature’s immense love,

She was here to spread true love,

An image of simple purity,

She was a picture of naivety,

The dew drops fed her with life,

As she was surrounded by loosestrife.

She is here to spread happiness,

Not only through her beauty and prettiness,

But to do away with all unhappiness

And any kind of sappiness, 

She swayed in the cool breeze,

Surrounded by the sturdy trees,

She stood there with eyes closed,

The blood running in her rosed, 

She waited for life to wake her up,

Bring to her lips the soulful cup

It was then that ‘He’ came near her,

To take a short breather

And breathed into her the nectar, 

She needed as a catalytic receptor,

His fingers over her slipped,

Her heart flipped and skipped,

She felt all over her the glowing warmth,

To his hands,herself she did bequeath,

Thus in the wee hours of this morn,

The Night Jasmine is now born.

-Madhumita 

For me everyday life sets up a big party,
Full of laughters everywhere,full throated and hearty,
Of jubilant cheers and refreshing smiles
And spent in a grand Queen’s style.

I am happy because I am reborn each day,
Keeping all miseries of life at bay,
Keeping people around joyful and happy,
Never ever being unhappy or snappy.

Life gives me to sing and dance,
With each new day there comes up a new chance,
To fill someone’s life with selfless love
And of an everlasting relationship thereof.

A party where I get to interact with new people
Where like a free stream I gorgeously gurgle
In gleeful shouts and create happy ripples,
Create everlasting,happy stories that are simple.

Everyday is a social gathering,
With people bantering and chattering,
Do not believe in smothering
The voices, but with love resort to pampering.

Pampering the hearts and lives I touch,
With care and delicate moves as much,
Even if there is as much as a single grudge,
I will never prejudge and their lives retouch.

Life everyday is a big celebration,
A colourful and vibrant function,
Let’s enjoy the soiree and festivities,
The happy activities of heavenly creativity.

Let us all celebrate life in jubilation,
Full of enthusiasm and exuberance,
Enjoy as if there is no tomorrow
Because an extra day from it you cannot borrow.

So just enjoy and take each day as a party,
Where everything is beautiful and arty,
Cordiality and happiness galore,
Simple joys and tears pure.

It is just this day ,today,
That is going to be your day,
So have your say and live it the way you want,
Do not let anything hamper or daunt,
Your purpose of helping,loving,smiling, loving,
Giggling,chattering, dancing ,singing,
Do whatever your heart directs you to do,
Live and love your life, before you bid adieu.

-Madhumita

She comes
More often than we know
Quietly
Knocking
Sometimes thumping
Its ways are subtle
Yet these days she thumps
At just those moments
When you hear nothing

Gentle is its door
For the soft are pure
Close to the door
Be ready for the fall
Only the arrogant
Are ever upright

When you fall
She sweeps you up
And raises you
To the seamless cup of life
You cannot see the temple
Or the door
Not even the path
Let go

The one prepared to witness
The lowest to the finest
In him
Is able to walk the line
In between
This line is what we call ‘Human’

In that hideous mad garb,
Oh why did you stab
Me and ripped me apart,
My blood gushing in a spurt.

Cannot you see my wound bleeds,
On my forehead the perspiration beads,
Painful,piercing tears my eyes shed
Quietly, as my heart too,slowly bled.

How long can I subject myself,
To such dastardly acts of yourself,
Wherein you cannot think of anything
But just let the dastards in your mind win.

Why do you torture me to such extents,
Reduce my whole self to mere oddments,
Out of sheer disgust,I shiver and shudder,
As my heart strangely flutters and bewilders.

What overcomes you, I fail to understand!
What gets that madness fanned?
Making your entire sensibilities disband,
Locking all your emotions,your feelings jammed.

My entire self riddled with open wounds,
Wonders how to stop this brutal trend,
When you are out of all bounds
And do not respond to calls or sounds.

You enter a world of your own,
Where you dangerously bemoan,
Your inferiorities,your failures,
Displaying a ghastly behaviour.

You harm yourself,and kill a part of me,
You break my trust and try to flee,
From the truth of your situation and reality,
Wonder why you stoop down to such immaturity!

No more can I take this asperity,
Your detachment from senses and insularity,
I bleed and cry in pain;
But you remain unmoved,in your own domain.

When already I did cede,
From everything in our relationship I secede,
Then why am I left to bleed and benumb,
Beware lest I succumb
To all your mad atrocities,
And collapse and breakdown in front of your montrosities.
You may be then left alone to fight your inner demons,
With deeper wounds,pains and a life without any reason.

-Madhumita

The anxiety and depression,
Are all repurcussions,
Of a part not so well played,
Of decisions delayed,
Of trusts misplaced,
Of not being able to well communicate.

Failing to communicate with yourself,
Or addressing your innerself,
Not taking into confidence your near ones,
Hiding facts from your dear ones,
Not living up to your commitments,
Making yourself inaccessible and distant.

You shut yourself up in your shell,
Refusing anyways to tell,
Anything of what you thought and planned,
Keeping your thoughts crammed
Inside you, without an outlet,
Making you imagine all things farfetched.

You kept on giving your consents,
Even to plans and projects suspect,
Even when in doubts you went ahead
And all your wrong decisions you upheld,
Went against the ones, you so trusted,
See now,in the process you yourself are rejected.

Rejected and dejected,
Unable to comprehend,
Your wrongs and mistakes,
You stagger and traipse,
The rejections leave you with a heartache,
Which you cannot easily efface.

You cannot possibly please everyone ,
When out there,you cannot say ‘Yes’ to each one,
Trying to say ‘No’ is a bit difficult,
But saves you from unwanted predicaments,
You have to stop being egotistical,
Put a full stop to being inexplicable.

Rejections and dejection,
Lead you to immense depression,
Cut off from all forms of expression,
You suffer from suffocation,
Leading to more pitiful situations,
Waiting for all ills in desperation.

Giving rise to immense frustration,
A palpitating impatience,
Holed up inside,without any conversation,
With no motivation or inspiration,
You take your first step in all complication
Towards your own devastation.

Pained are your dear ones to see you thus,
At times to see you down the ruts,
When you attempt the nervous cuts,
They cry as it deeply hurts,
To see their own suffer so much,
Helplessly they watch as they cannot do too much.

So open up, and help yourself,
Adopt ‘ourself’, not ‘myself’,
Trust only those who trust you,
Who are worth of your trust and you,
Do not give in to pressure tactics,
Make, listening to people a holy practice.

Communicate more with one and all,
Make yourself easy and accessible,
Learn to say No, it lessens worries,
In the process,happiness it carries;
Dump all the lies behind,
Don’t trust everyone like a blind.

Build up people’s trust in you,
Make yourself their confidante too,
Come out of your selfish shell,
Start smiling some more as well,
Shorten the distances between hearts,
Draw out new relation charts.

First of all break the solid wall around,
Make the inner voices calm down,
Do not feel left out and let down,
Get up and going in the rebound,
Fighting all things adverse,
Making all fears disperse.

Fight away all the blues,
Nursing carefully your hearts bruise,
Fight the dark shadows away,
Keeping them always at a bay,
Depression is a disease that can be fought,
No power it has to make one distraught.

Scare away all depression
Sadness and dejection,
Happiness is one of the weapons,
Courage being another protection,
Come out of it with all attention and affection
Freshen up and stop your digression.

Forget the past and start anew,
To all your frights bid adieu,
Like others,this phase shall pass through,
Do not let anything devalue,
Your courage, inner strength and fortitude,
Begin with a sense of gratitude and immense aptitude,
Your success is now overdue,
Compose yourself and walk towards the new avenues.
No thoughts can depress you,
No actions can suppress you,
Nothing can stop you to access,
What you want to possess ;
Never ever feel distressed,
Neither oppressed,
Act with absoluteness,
Start repossessing everything with smart astuteness.

-Madhumita

I soaked in the silky smooth light,
Everything around,beautiful and bright,
People moving around freely,
Everyone looked so blissfully
Happy and serene,
Everybody so lovable and genuine,
I didn’t understand where I was,
Other than the fact that unknown twas.
I moved along for sometime,
Lending my ears to musical chimes,
I felt a holy calm and at peace,
Though alone,still at ease.

Beautiful spring flowers bloomed,
Tall green,pruned trees with them rhymed,
Crystal clean springs gurgled and flowed,
Fresh life giving fragrant wind breezed.
As this place tried to enchant,
All of a sudden I met an Aunt,
From the earth long lost,
On seeing her my happiness was utmost,
She hugged me and welcomed me warmly,
Although I never remembered her so fondly.

She spoke so lovingly,her face had a beautiful calmness,
Around,full of extreme adorableness,
She took my arms and took me around,
As I soaked in the heavenly surrounds,
The fragrant air and the beauty abundant
A creation so resplendent,
There we came across a couple’s presence,
And behold they were my grandparents ,
My grandfather whom I had seen in pictures,
My grandmother whom I had seen as a toddler,
The ‘unknown’ but known faces brought tears
An unexplained amount of love and cheer.

Some time I spent with them,
Aunty pulled me at the hem,
From them I took my leave,
To see them happy,was so releaved.
My next stoppage brought me face to face
With my maternal grandmom,by God’s grace
She was here with her better half
And her elder son,my uncle,with that same old laugh.
They had me pampered
And mollycoddled,
I felt like a child in their presence
And was not at all bothered by the absence
Of my family members,
Nor did I miss them,nor remember.

But one thing did raise a question,
How did this Aunt know all my kin!
All who had departed,
And long separated!
The happiness of meeting them left me excited but numb, Was speechless, smiling,choking with emotions but dumb.
Suddenly I heard a cry,
That was a baby cry wry,
Oh God! That was my two month old crying,
Instantly I felt my heart dying,
To see him and hold him,
To cuddle him and embrace him.

But how? Where am I? Did I lose my way?
Someone please lead me away
To my son, he cries for me,
Oh! How could I let him be,
Crying and hungry,
Without his Maa,alone and dreary.
His cries worsened,
As I forgot all my relations,
I cried myself hoarse
And in due course,
Was brought to a piercing light,
It pierced through my inside
And then I heard a roaring voice,
“This is the wrong choice.”
“Send her back to where she belongs”
And was pushed in a tunnel long,
Full of light , in it I twirled
And furled,like a twig I churned.

My baby , my baby I screamed,
Lo! I then with a jerk landed,
Amidst voices and tinkering instruments
And in immense pain,
Surrounded by nurses,doctors and green panes.
I looked for the people I had just met,
Realised,that of their live selves,they were silhouettes,
They were all gone and dead,
Still so much life and love they shared.

Had I been to the ‘Land of The Dead’
And forced to return to my bed
Because of a wrong choice made!
Or because my son’s infant cries prayed?
Oh! why did I have to come back to a virtual world?
To false faces, false promises, false words!
But no ,I am here now for a purpose,
To raise my child, to nurse,
Then amongst all my world mates resurface,
To offer my love,labour and services,
Selflessly and lovingly,
Happily and willingly,
To fight all ills daringly,
Determinedly and affectingly,.
I know now,that there is another world beyond,
Where my loved ones so fond,
Are waiting for me with open arms,
To welcome me with all their love and warmth.
Till then I keep moving on,
Waiting for that golden dawn.

-Madhumita

Let go!!
Don’t just flutter
To & fro,
Let them fly away into thin air,
To make your heart & spaces clear.
They don’t at all matter,
The memories are just a clutter.
Throw them out
Of the window,
Have not the slightest of doubt,
They are no more a part of the show,
They are now history,
No more a part
Of your story,
So tear them apart,
Slice ,shred,let them depart.
Strength and vision
Are your gains..
Wash down any strains
With tear showers like the rains.
Things to learn from
Them though are many ,
Remember they were mere storms
Passed ,gone ,no more part of your Destiny!!!
So just let it all go!!!!!
-Madhumita

Abiding in the heart, sentiments breathe
Roll and churn covered in a sheath
Roiling around in raging tempests
Cavorting here and about: a prank, a caper
Riding on a tide out they pour
Come to rest on lips hiding no more
Lilting they sound when awarded expression
Fragrant to the heart that receives their confession
What use the words that can’t find their path?
What worth the man who can’t this grasp?

Poetry
————

Poetry is
Neither frustration
Nor speculation

Poetry creates a situation
where we get solution

Poetry is an inspiration
To live and let live

Poetry is like meditation
Where differences of caste,creed,race,colour ,religion and country dilute
As sugar dilutes in water

Poetry is an
Art of living
Art of giving
Art of letting
and
Art of loving .

Tej

Who ( and why) has this queer world wrought
Can someone find me a solid ground
(On which) could stand the wisps of thoughts
Poor things evanescent and tremulous
In dire need of comforting touch
And reassurance of atleast the presence of a real GOD

A captivating and vibrant tableau masterfully hiding
The secret script running, evading one and all
Who is the doer ‘ i ‘ or the ‘ I ‘,there is no knowing
Yet the Act is real
So real, the sense of uncertainty truly galls

The hapless, innocent thing just fell down
Look here! what ignorance has laid to waste
A beautiful promise of flowering withered
The pain is palpable
I can feel it—its wake , its trail—it’s left a bad taste

Now with the rising Sun my spirit soars
In the twilight, a serene fullness fills my being
With the moon I hear a soothing lilt
What peace!
Gentle quietude suffuses the night with its subtle ring

I did not bring this about—no I didn’t
But who else did , I am hard pressed to find
The doer moves silently
Through me
It flows out into the world fulfilling the will divine

Rise to the occasion with all your heart
Answer the call—when will you if not now
This is your time here
To fulfil the dream
Of Life that became you, though you know not how

Meet every moment with faith total
Fill every gift of joy with happiness complete
Like the soul of a musician
Fusing with the organ
In an ecstatic explosion of the Cosmic feat

Salutations to the Martyrs, Salutations to the Heroes of our Nation,
To the soldiers,To the custodiansof our Nation,
Salutations to the spirits unbowed,
To the souls undimmed;
Salutations to the commandos fighting in the silent,deathly cold and dark nights,

Salutations to their Mothers,
Gallantly watching the caskets unfold!
Salutations to their Wives,
Who just cared for the Nation’s Life!
Salutations to their Child,
Who lies unreconciled with a pain intensified,
Salutations to their kith and to their kin,
For letting them Win;

Silence will not be enough to comfort those that remain,
Let their sacrifices not go in vain!
Hear the Nation weep for her children in pain!
Let the souls of the Heroes reign,forever until their sacrifices pertain!

Then I stood still

There knock on the door was seldom

Diwali-Dussehra-Shaadi had a different flavor

We celebrated little of things

That strange-happy feeling of belongingness

If you ever lived in a small town

You may still have a part of it

Walk into those narrow lanes

The era of the pretend
So close, almost touching
Like Christmas Eve every day
These computers, they are our shields
Spinning our narrative
Match up
Harmonize
Still something missing
We are that that is that
Not here
Have forgotten
We form in bodies
Not in the thought of
Blood and a first scream breath
This is our first step into the world
Screens and pretty words cannot give us this
We need
It is ok to need
Skin touched
Sounds heard through the same air
Not different rooms and temperatures
Afraid to fail
To make the same mistakes
There is no mistake
Only learning that must be learned
If not then, then after, before the next
Always a next, even when with the same
We will not remember fingers on keyboards
No, not this
Sensations are the functioning
Formations of memories
Into this physical reality
We come

rm

A giggle in her voice;
Like the splendid sun
A shot of her approval;
Could never be undone
A twinkle in those eyes;
Beneath the naked moon
Is all that keeps disguised;
This ever lasting loom
A hint of her smile;
Can trigger a blossom As the love in her heart
Swells into her bossom

We lived in a time,
When nothing would rhyme.
All hope was lost and dead.

The heat of the day,
Found again in the night;
There seemed no escaping the dread.

But out of the blue, some clouds did form,
As the stars were lost in a storm,
And all of a sudden we found delight,
On a hopelessly sullen summer night.

In the midst of a drought, what could have caused;
Such a beating of the rains?
The storm somehow, for now has paused,
Some conspiracy yet remains.

One day
I’ll run away
To a place,
Where nobody can find me,
even me.

Away from nostalgia,
aroma of affection and,
water of eyes.
A place hidden in my dreams!

Where everything is silent,

Where everything is filled,

No space for anything else,

Take me there,

Above all the skies, all clouds and rainbow

Let me come in your heart

From across a

Crowded World,

Billions of eyes,

All disappeared,

One by One,

When yours met mine!

I would be with you.

No matter, how strident situations are.

I would choose you.

No matter, how many choice I would have.

I would love you always.

No matter, how you are.

Look at the girl,
Whose head is always held high;
Dreaming to fly in a clear blue sky,
Aware of wings can only take her that high.

Amazingly!
You can never catch her,
No matters.. how hard you try.
Hurdles can’t break her so down,
But tears being caught, falling off her eyes.
.
The huge population doesn’t give a damn to her screams,
Always trying to crush her dreams.
In the mean world, she learned
‘How the problems to be dealed?
Although the wounds seemed to be green and yet not healed.

She asks life,
“In difficulties, Why? Why you always choose me?
Life replies…
“Don’t worry! I found only you, whose seems worthy enough to defeat me.”
Now… Attitude towards life has changed.
“Come on! Life, am strong enough so just.. try me.” She claims.

Still…
So many questions on her mind, Going through a journey,to which the world is blind.
‘Answers to the questions are quite difficult to find’, states a few.
She seems to be focussed towards her aim,
So the discouraging phrases doesn’t seemed to be a new.

When I say I love you, please believe it’s true.
When I say forever, know I’ll never leave you.
When I say goodbye, promise me you won’t cry,
Because the day I’ll be saying that will be the day I die.