Thursday 28 March 2013

LOVE OF A GRANDMOTHER



When mother is away on duty,
When baby son is left at home,
When the world needs caring for the infant,
The grandmother becomes beloved one,
She comes and gives bath to her grandson,
Who then soundly sleeps after bottled milk-feeding.

The caring grandmother stays for several hours,
As if she is like a lesson for loving her grandson,
She loves all - her husband, her son, her daughter-in-law,
She does it all the time, today and tomorrow,
Since she came in the family, and remains as guardian,
Emotionally and profoundly she does her duty.

She does not work for money,
She wants peace in the family,
She likes to love and be loved by all,
Yet she is alone as confusion runs inside,
As if she is the blue sky with gentle trust,
That all members do not understand.

She is like a crown upon family-mirror,
Its image does hold no reflections,
She is like a running figure, none can think about,
Sea wave cannot be measured, she is like that,
She is an ordinary woman, a simple housewife,
She likes to embrace pathos for her loved one.




Monday 11 March 2013

THE GREAT CURIOSITY


The reward and curious is the world
In tender eyes of the child, among
Strange and new things to be known
On road, in corn field, on the horizon,
While sitting at feet of grandfather,
Making the child acquainted with tales
And visions of the earth, dusk to dusk. 

Monday 4 March 2013

FIRST CRITICISM OF POETRY BOOK, Three Poems













First criticism of my first poetry book, THREE POEMS, by Abul Mazan, published in a small literary Bengali journal, AMRITALOK-104, (ISSN 0971-4308), in its June 2005 isssue, edited by Samiran Majumdar, Paschim Medinipur, WB, INDIA