Classical Vocal Omkar Dadarkar at Kharagpur

NEW TOWN

I walk to the construction site

Soil is prepared, r.c. column tries to grab the sky,

Rubbish, building materials scattered everywhere,

Metro railway on the foreground with sidewalls,

Buildings crab to get architectural beauty,

That fits to the new town’s appearance.

I want to search lost field’s greenery,

It is bounded with fencing at some places,

Either it is a mall premises or lawn to sit-and-eat,

Having one big sign-board, “Multi Cuisine Restaurant”,

Cosmopolitan town just takes the shape,

And sign of purposeful commercial intent,

Living here is a boast for those who can afford price,

Cemented whims is established with no grudge,

We need not think of the past, exposure is there

Just to walk beside the glimpse, edge of dream.  

BETWEEN TWO ROADS

I walked too often to find roots

Of quiet place – away from home

And many times, I am plunged

Between two roads, striding away

In a long and strenuous journey.

Instead, I have to wash away dream

From my mind, dry pathway makes

Me frustrated, restraining me from

This wild journey, and excesses

Have been done upon my mind,

Sweet home is the prince,

Filling peace in everyone’s mind,

Rescuers are not at red soil or metallic road.

From daybreak to evening,

I learnt to stay at home, even if

I am dried out with thirst

Or melt in agony, none has loving tongue.

TANKA

Narrow stream

Riverbed almost dry

People’s plunder

Down to flowing of water

They place pieces of bones. 

FLOWER

See those small flowers in the garden,

Whose blooming has pride to molten

Aggrieved mind with enshrined chants

To resume work for life, tearing wrenched

Fragrance of strained mind, to see abode

Of life’s journey with love and innocence. 

Short story slam week 32: Unexpectedness

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His mystic appearance is mystery again,

And wings appear preparedness very much,

Classic forbearance dominates edge of

Entertainment, without disgust or pity,

It tells something, scatters humor, and

Background is filled with argument of the unexpected.

When observance wane solitude,

Situation turns into merriment,

With signs and wonders of cosmic change,

Children love it to play with this outline of drawing.

This lends something believing love has no ending

With proceedings of creation that recreates it every time.