BORDER-CROSSING
you can’t cross the border in the morning
then she forgets salt
or put it twice in curry
water remains to be filled up for drinking
you leave for office in a hurry
without glancing thru the headlines
you miss the daily routine train
friends leave without you
you fail to participate
in arguments, be it cricket or politics
your chance to play card is also lost
attendance register is marked red
you feel a shortage of good reasons
before x-ray eyes of friends
your eyes search for your toe-nails
but the mind always looks for
something beyond the routine
like a caged bird
to spread wings to blue sky
all the moments’ hours daily
Rajkumar@Kolkata
24-05-2009
Rajkumar Mukherjee
nice poem sir..you know sir..t I joined the site last month....this site help immensely to get away from the complexities of the past...nice poem with depth 10
an expressive poem picked my favorite subject the struggle with the time..how we can be good poets..good fathers mothers..good workers who give every thing and every one what does he desreve..how could we be all those..some where i said in my poem the same race..able to face the storm in the race, , , then the time is short we will live in haste...that poet needs to buy extra time because that may be we die before our due times..we are consumed by our speed...this is what i got from your poem..you can guess what iam doing now while writting to you..iam cooking writting from the kitchen..this is the new poets'generation and time..we do not have the time to sit under the moon to write..we write from our struggle wth the time the circumstances, the suffer..we weep the moon..we weep ourself whom we can't find..may GOD bless who create this device which able to release some our disease....much can be said.....a touchoing poem Raj..we stay excellent even if we acieve good in this busy life...10+++++
came back to you while washing the dishes thought about your red card so i smiled and wanted to empathise with you..just to tell you a secret hoping that poses at y work will not hear..i always come on time or one or two minutes late and some these who do not know the meaning of the time they play with the wall o'clock..they advance it 5 minutes..oh 5 minutes they don't know that in this 5 minutes i can write a poem or comment few and some people come half an hour earlier..i say to them i hate who comes early..don't you have any thing to do? ...so do not worry..being late and being in the black list is the sign for being a warrior poet..cheersssssssssssssssss..........
quite interesting observation as we ignore sometime being too busy, well said,10+, thanks for sharing
you leave for office in a hurry without glancing thru the headlines you miss the daily routine train friends leave without you........................ it is daily routine and make out day fine or better. something to forget and something in hurry makes our life better and better and to be enjoyed with all charms.. easy flow of words and true to teh real scenerio.....10 read mine... dalai.. path to freedom..... real reflection.. uglyor beautiful
Nice piece capturing the daily humdrum of life....we have no time to stand and stare...we are just sucked into a horrendous routine like caged birds.
Excellent moving poem. Your keen eyes of imagination is surprising!
a daily routine well narrated in a lighter vein...enjoyable
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem depicting the humdrum life of a working person -10 anjali