The sorrow fixed the day,
we met beneath sal and Palash
In the winding lane to the hilltop.
I smiled like a king-hi babe, where is
...
Eyes, your eyes-
that draws me out
of world mundane,
I am flowing out
...
You were my starry night, darling- glittering with a smile.
A wind blowing from south sighing behind the screen,
...
Is Calcutta burning? The dusts and carbons churning in the
Wind? Is spring coming? It is mid march, Shana! Krishnachura
still casting shadow in the college square, a lovers' arbor for awhile
...
Somewhere in the rain-forest, it was drizzling still,
I went in search of a girl lost years ago in a full moon
...
I never lost foothold on the cliff in that night
I clung to the mother-rock breast for life-
...
Love came one day at my door just before night fall,
darkness biding its time, Sweetheart, you were not
...
I can tell you a tale of water, creeping like a cheetah
caught them unaware, while they were dreaming the
Sunlight flooding the land of their forefathers with the
aroma of paddy- our guide telling us stories to spend
...
I can not see the blue of the sea now,
the night sits down with her black cape
...
Now, Lachung hugging me with warm blanket
To spend the night with dreams.
Why I come back to this snow-capped peaks?
Why the hullabaloo in the dining hall-
...
At the midnight, when street lights make
chiaroscuro on the face of unknown straggler,
someone raps on the door 'are you home, my sweetheart? '
He stands-like a lonely tree on meditation,
...
I live in third world, may be second, I dunno.
Some savant sitting in his university-office, big
...
The day is overhung with cloud,
A curious dream alights on the rooftop.
...
Sometime I seek him in the sea
calm as in a Lagoon.
Sometime find him on the rocks,
Sometime in the cold wind
...
Hold me tight until I merge onto blue-sky,
onto a paradox named life....a string of pearls dissolving
Into a blue murmuring ocean- a nameless existence until that hold me, dear! Only moment I am alive, I am,
When I draw you out of you and let me mug you, smother you.
...
She had unswerving love in her enchanting eyes,
I could not face her, lest some some malady of hesitation
come out and shows the hurt in the heart.
Rather, let her live in my affectionate vision,
...
Heaven is my ex- motherland, my lebensraum
I built a log-house to live in—to live in an acre of green grass;
I love the dell where I built a sunset city, the twilight never dies
In the crimson flavor, the beautiful lips half-parted with a hope,
...
I saw your face, somewhere it was raining-
beneath your brow, your eyes floated like lily
on the placid water, on the shore your house
embraced you like a dear forgotten song with a refrain
...
The Sorrow Fixed The Day.
The sorrow fixed the day,
we met beneath sal and Palash
In the winding lane to the hilltop.
I smiled like a king-hi babe, where is
the way to the top, top of the world!
I swam across the lake of her blue eyes-
I climbed the darkest path under the
age-old mossy boughs of pine,
And the grief fixed the day as the stars
peeked trough the slits of the clouds.
I heard as the hours struck- the waves
black with the sadness leaped to kiss the dream,
Death is a way of parting or parting of the ways.
we had a tryst on the distant hilltop to
find out the meaning of it all-why a painting still hangs.