Showing posts with label Krishnachura. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Krishnachura. Show all posts

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

BENGALI NEW YEAR 1422


Bengali New Year comes with breathing
Red in the April.

In blooming towards greeting
Krishnachura declares its significance
We touch our life, too passionately.

Red Krishnachura describes the glance
Towards Bengali New Year 1422, as if

It says come, enjoy the elegance
I am well in deciding vigor and happiness
It is symbol of interior design

In the nature and in our life.  

Saturday, 31 May 2014

CLOUD AND KRISHNACHURA

Krishnachura no longer in the firmament
At summer’s ending with cloud’s hovering,
Yet little bunches of red asylum still prevails,
Like taking a little flight at the grace of longing,
Let summer welcome rainy season’s vow.

Mind is open to greet rain, and rain waits to wet
Roots of tree that may give blooming more red
In space of the blue and the red in connoisseurs
Of life’s travel through the nature - lighting and breathing,
That we like to have with silver and diamond rewarding.

This music in a string, visual presence shows grand
As lore of mother earth we hear beside our stand
The pleasant melody filling our existence within,
A cluster of cloud splendor of white screening

With redness in mind to greet new season’s dreaming. 

Sunday, 6 May 2012

A CABLE CORD IN THE NATURE’S LOVE




I am travelling in the beauty of the nature,
It is summer season, time of blooming of red Krishnachura,
Above inside branches and green leaves, a cool heaven caressed,
With precious reign of love, we get fine tune of singing beauty afresh,
The greens, investor for shelter for our rest,
The scene holds inaudible sound of music of love.

Above my head runs one cable TV cord through heart of tree branches.
Through this line cord, runs sponsored program on glass screens,
With pictures in web to reach worldwide audience,
This gives me pain,
It penetrates my sense to feel the generous gift of nature’s love,
Sunrays playing with the red inside beauty of greens,
That is generous gift in solemn patience,
This intruding TV cable cord seems to be iconic to demise of our existence.