You shall remain forever in my heart Even when you are silent Even if the dense full-moon midnight Seems even more quieter than you. You shall pour in glory and sweetest odour, Embellish the springs of my juvenile bloom Craft my life, a teardrop on leaves, My earthly universe with the silvery glow Of the quietest full-moon midnight. Your doleful eyes shall … [Read more...]
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For you I will leave behind my all - I had thoughtFor you I will resolve such disarrayedSuperfluous offerings - I had thoughtBut this was not to beIf greed for all made you haughty,You leave behind your old cranny… Indian Review | Poet & Author | Kakali Biswas Sengupta (b.1966) started her writing career from 1989 as a poet, but also writes short stories and … [Read more...]
If certainly there is deathIf it waits near, near a bush, like a hunterBehind the door, on the roof, in dark alleys,In the crossing where four roads meet,If it will certainly comeWhy not today!When I shall stand on the balcony in evening aloneNo one shall look for me No one shall call from the inner roomNo one shall come to touch my shoulder with his handNo one shall say, “See! … [Read more...]
When I last met her in the field- I said, ‘One day in this time Come again, if you desire After twenty five years!’ Saying this I returned to my home, After then, how many times Moon and star Died in these fields, Rats and owls in the moonlight Searched for cornfield Come and gone! Closing the eyes many went to sleep In the right and left How many times! Only I … [Read more...]
You have gone for quite a long time, Return one day like the flood again; Like a dry fruit of Sheerish amidst the enlivened leaves I pass my life, Seldom when I see at the old wall, From the several undisciplined lines You come out like a lady Like the walks, flights, notes of fostered doves, I have loved you, And you have gone again. Indian Review | Author … [Read more...]
I am defeated by taking one bate with the time, In vain desire, when rain pours on the earth in dream, Sky feels mirrored, I quickly see, mosquitoes are born; On a fresh morning I wake to see; Tastes, pleasures of food in our mouth Create history, being rotten. Pleasure gradually becomes pain. Flashing light of blue stone of my ring Remains unheated, … [Read more...]