Preface Poem by ananda majumder

Desideratum of love is essentially being loved up;
In a pink autumn, defoliation takes me far to feel
Dropping nerves, uncharted piloting of bird
Last battle with life, tantamount to demise, deeply divine
Truce is just the sensation of seeking succor, auguring well windows
Oh! Breeze rattled windows; I welcome southern weeping of breeze
Oh! Sanguine vividness, revert back life to say, last words of adieu
Valediction is validated by my falling drops of tear, like, you know, dews
Just descending with tender, toppling down the star, like baby is cradled
With you, Oh! Ontology of impossibility is quite a real possibility! !
Isn't it? De-association is so painstaking, how far love penetrate to say a prayer
Survive, Survive, Survive! Shining out sluggish advancement of darkness

In autumn morning, zephyr is pampered by my cascading tears
Bush Basrai rose, synoptic of epitome, heart is archetype, just essence! !
I am disciple of Jilani; I am avid reader of Chisti; Musical spirit and Knowledge
Chisti and Zilani; Thesis and anti-thesis! But my ablution_ dear water, make me
Part and parcel; Ablative purity enshrines within and without withering away
The sense of love_ well built body decomposes into earth_ oh my pain
Cry like air, blowing whistle or stand still; miseries admeasured and immense immersion
Into love, my love admeasure my pain, oh my love, live long! !

Let's share out pain; joy is ephemeral, falling down through porous miseries
Cumbersome infantile episodes often come back in love and lovely pain
Destined unto, Thee compatriots, perambulating with marching time
Love is vehement opposition to denial to death; all love recreates life

Joy engenders along with sharing out of pain
Saddened moments are like swallowing pains
Emptying past, preceding immediate and doing away with ' Something'
And nothing persists in trajectory of ontology
Roots of epistemology is truly a wandering way of meandered life

Heavily studied
Rundowns are little bit regurgitated
Like iterating mechanic wheel

In the morning suave soft air, playing out in heart
Full swing air of music

Reconstructive morning of desire
Feeling transformed
Hermeneutic of meshing a culinary palate
Above all, stitching a wounded flower
Transformational dithering down dipping in lake

Swan sprinkle
Wing withering up in swim
Elated illusions perk up

Aesthetics is spiced up in culinary cave
Aesthetics is mugged up by an unknown poet

Again agony
Under the lid of suppression
Again joy of celebrating passing away
No bifurcation of life and death
Seamless events no shot apart, no shot division
Nothing is taking shape

Nothing hush-up embellished tongue
Politics spitting uncouth words
Censorship sanctioned!
Polity of people seems far cry

Ability of polity needs enabling
No mask
No tricks
Uncover hidden nexus
Uncover lie
Beneath the truth spoken
Honesty is demonstrated for committing dishonesty
Commixing all odds and good, serve and disserve
Nearing distant hopes

'I will set thee on thy way to Benares, if thou goest thither, and tell thee what must be known by us.' Rudyard Kipling

Thither towards me
Embitter life is undesired
'Tell thee, what must remain unknown'
Tell me, how I can expound the ontology of impossibility

Detour takes me far from illusion
Reeking, state still state, reject!
Thither towards Majestic Him

Dipping into an unknown stream
Ablative soothing touch
Holiness! ! Or plucking lotus