VILLAGE IN AUTUMN (TANKA)

1.

In autumn morning,

Village path, vibrant sunlight,

Dancing with mist,

Symphony everywhere,

Euphoria with time and rhyme

2.

My mind goes with scene

Nature speaks with words and mists

Sunlight in delight,

Mind dances with freshness of

Rising sun and morning shine. 

MORNING FLOWER

You have bloomed in simple raining

I watch you closely in the morning

Dripped in raindrops with smiling

Wind blowing slowly, and scare you for viewing.

You have charm that brings joy we share

You hold the beauty and sense of loving

With better living and brighter hope for smiling

That feeds me courage for next beginning. 

JOURNEY

Morning sunlight prepares

For the day, it is spring, journey

Takes leap for revelations  

Over the water, waves take

Directions of flowing, coming

Over passage of time, and journey

Begins on the platform of

Howrah Railway Station visible

In clean colors, window on touring

Space, keeping life on probable

And possible of self appearance

Where mind is open and

Fantasy is other source of living,

Slowly flowing over dreams. 

MANGO FLOWER

This mango tree has magnificence in this morning,

That flowers blooming with vastness of first hand and

First track of motivation of soundless mutation for

Spotlight on the occurrence of newness in spring, and

Both activity and control of life’s dream render most

Significant sharing of events of inward journey, and

I am the witness of this swinging of earth’s canvas

With leaves and flowers, and it is neatly balanced. 

THE RIVER, SUBARNAREKHA

In one winter morning this year,

I stand upon a make-shift wooden bridge

Upon the flowing of the river, Subarnarekha,

Sunlight sparkling on waters

Light-bubbles dancing,

Looping and pulling time and tide alongside.

Moving fast with bouncing waves,

Glittering episode of life just survives with joy

Sharing and glowing with great integration.

I come here sixty years later

Of my childhood, and that time I stood here,

Played with water and sand,

And childhood memories do not mess

With present happenings, all are going

With anchor and shore,

With distance and dream,

The river Subarnarekha flowing with gleam. 

Note: This poem is written in celebrating Thursday poets Rally, Five Year Anniversary ,  Week 79, January 14 - 27, 2015, i.e. January 14, 2010 -January 14, 2015.

TANKA

Winter morning

Tourists throng to enjoy sea

Wave in this New Year

The sun hides in the cloud

To see the tide and the pride. 

RED SUN TAKES LEAP (TANKA)

Red sun takes leap

Above horizon and hills

Greens awakening

Morning gets quantum with joy

Life is worthy, yielding pride. 

THE VILLAGE ROAD (TANKA)

Village road reaches

To many rural land sites

The villager walks

In the morning sunlight

The green creates pleasing sight.

THESE CHILDREN ARE GROWING IN SILVER SUNLIGHT

Autumn sun-rays play in the hill region,

Morning spreads pleasing care around,

Lightly move little children in the village,

They are enjoying in wind of soft harmony,

Birds and greens mingle in sweet singing,

Climbing papaya tree is magic with balance,

For food of the day, the boy tries to pluck

Papaya while others are looking at him.

At that time we are walking along there

Seeking some desperation to find life,

It is another sojourn over our living pattern,

We are delighted in the boy’s turn

On childhood honeying with the nature,

It becomes fairy tale in bold and free

Spin of the boy’s attempt to go forward,

These children are growing in silver sunlight.

TANKA

Summer morning clouds,

Little, yet covering the sun

On the river Hoogly,

Buildings in Kolkata stand

On the bank in grey out line.

TANKA

Little clouds hover in

Morning sunlight in the sky,

April on the trip,

On health purpose, wide journey

Begins with fruit, food and water.

TANKA

On a spring morning,

Illness brings tiredness still

After surgery

To extricate kidney-stone,

Confidence lets her sit upon. 

TANKA

Two sisters

Like two petals of a Palash

Sparkle like spring-reflections,

In cool air of the morning,

With dreams of tomorrow.

 

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TANKA 2

 

With sparkling eyes,

Sister makes conversation,

Melody deep in

Stillness of sovereignty,

Elder one’s love within.

 

-©Asim Kumar Paul,

06.09.2013

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TANKA 3

No escaping

From this earth

From regions of love

Either familial entire

Or regions of human space

-©Asim Kumar Paul,

07.09.2013

Note: TANKA 2 and TANKA 3  are  posted in a poetry discussion at
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