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Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Durga

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Like Durga Herself I am home

My mother celebrates our coming

She waits like Menaka* for the whole year

For this festive month

Alas! Where is Giriraj** my father?

There is joy everywhere

Nature drapes herself in beauty

Human-butterflies flit and enjoy

Pandal hopping***sucking honeyed festivity

Alas! Autumn’s misty eyes shed leaves

On this auspicious day

My only prayer for the daughters of my land is—

Be Thou Durga

Ride the lion of faith

Destroy Evil forever and bless one and all

*Menaka is the mother of Durga

**Giriraj is the Himalayas, the father of Durga

***The makeshift huge structures where the beautifully handcrafted idols of Goddess Durga are kept and people enjoy seeing them. There are thousands of such podiums where idols of Durga are installed along with stunning artwork and light décor throughout the cities, towns and villages.

Posted for Abhra’s prompt Modern Mythologies @ dVersePoetics

Magic

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Rabbits raining from an empty hat

Or the beautiful lady being cut in halves

Man walking on the flowing Thames

Or Criss Angel coming out breaking chains

We see you

Amazing magicians!!

And your art!!

A tangerine sky strains the sun from dark hours

Myriad life forms to sparkle forever

For unbearable life there’s death’s caress

Law tied cosmos can’t dream of a chaos

We can’t see you

Amazing Magician

Where Art Thou?

Posted for the prompt Magic @ Poetry Jam

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Create a Festival

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String lays of all tongues into a sparkling garland of rhythm and dance

(This is written in American Sentence of seventeen syllables)

Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Heritage Day @ Poets United

Tuesday, 23 September 2014

Playful Clouds

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It’s time

Clouds ought to put forth

Their white sail

Smile indulgingly

At the Kans grass

Be happy

Seeing their pretty faces

On the placid sheets of water

Where honey talks are going on

Between the blue lotus and the bee

And look at the glistening fronds

Swaying gently and beckoning

The festive days

But the naughty clouds

Won’t listen to you

Putting on black garbs

They’ll pass time

In nightly carousal

And if you are alone like me

Waiting for the loved ones

To return home safely

Then you are their chosen victim

They will break into your house

Turn everything topsy-turvy

And make you dance

All the while they are in

Their play is our ordeal

Will they ever know that?

Posted for Alan’s prompt Clouds @ Poetry Jam

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Space

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Frosty light squeezed in

Between hues of fall and spring

A white space of chill

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A wordless cold war

Sapping color, warmth and love

A bridgeless vast gap

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A space odyssey

The blue planet bids farewell

Ties are still intact

Posted for HaikuHorizons prompt “Space”

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Shared with Real Toads

Saturday, 20 September 2014

Protesters*

university students raise their voice against atrocities
of police & demand ouster of Vice Chancellor
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The darkness

Hid them all

Even their suffering

But their musical voice

Clapping of hands

Pulled the sun hard

From the dark horizon

The hostile sky was forced

To smile in colors

Of rainbow

I know

That color band is not for long

Will there be a storm?

If there is let there be

I love their song

Halla bol Halla bol**

*Braving rains thousands of students from Presidency University, Calcutta University, Jadavpur University (JU) and other educational institutions marched on Kolkata streets on Saturday in a show of solidarity demanding resignation of JU VC after the alleged brutal police action on students inside JU Campus in the early hours of Wednesday.

**Raise your voice in Hindi

Posted for Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Travel