Nirode Ray

Nirode Ray Poems

The day he was born, and rolled his eyes
the minute he gifted you his first cry
you wept in joy and spell.
He flourished inside your womb
...

Inside a moving bus
her eyes gaze still
through the windows
to the calm glare of people,
...

Winter hasn’t yet gone
It is desperate and stubborn
And it is hovering on
It gulps all colors
...

It rains on tree tops
Beat splatters
It drops on green
Rhythm lazes.
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Too many lambs on the road
Too much traffic
Please get out of the cart
Walk right on the cross street.
...

On way, from Calgary to Jasper
we came across a cub, a black bear.

It was a wintery spring afternoon,
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It is winter here,
Cold and dark,
Frost bites the skin,
Cold bites bones bare
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No moon, in sight, tonight, an eclipse
The dancer searches God, she is in bliss
Lovers creep on her body and along
God seeks refuge in her cleavage
...

The old man was basking
under the Egyptian sun
dry and sandy, ancient and calm
with his companion, a camel of two humps.
...

You show up
it unfreezes the sun
seagulls unwrap wings on the ocean bank.
Fragrance thickens on the grassland.
...

Mama
Why did you give me birth
to this world?
So cruel and unjust
...

The pain in my body evaporates in thin air
the blood in my veins fumes spread
the darkness collapses on the blue sky
the moon dangles on the horizon like a pebble
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This is the end!
Like the Adele's song in “Skyfall”
Walter rests there near slain
like a warrior deserted in a battle
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You abandoned me
in the middle of the road,
It was a stormy night,
Lightning was piercing the sky
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It is a golden brown dawn
it is spring, snow is all melt gone
the grass is sprouting with weary patchy green
I wonder how it survived the harsh winter wind?
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It is before dawn
the sun is still in bed
at the shore end
the sky lightens up
...

Hollow inside
It sounds shallow
Rain drops
That noise must stop
...

It follows the shadow
It wets the mist
It colors the color
It swings the wind
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The Best Poem Of Nirode Ray

Mother’s Day (In Uk)

The day he was born, and rolled his eyes
the minute he gifted you his first cry
you wept in joy and spell.
He flourished inside your womb
in your flesh, blood and marrow.
The doctor severed the cord
but it was too late to separate
he already became the part of you.

Now he can walk, and talk.
Your eyes spark when you see him
tumble and dance.
He aches on a small cut
you worry much and stick a Band- Aid
and his pain melts as you kiss on his head.

Time flows with water of the Thames.
He will grow hunk, lead a life of his own.
While sailing with his friends
he gets awed by Scottish sky and its brilliance
and remembers your face, on a sudden.
He drops you words and pictures.
Feeling your son is not home away
it makes your day, you tear in happiness.

He will step into a new life
it may not be innocent and naive
but your love will cloak him
from evils he might face.
If the world turns back on him
(God forbids)
the roses delay to bloom
even his golden gal forks apart
he will sure have your lap,
tender and warm, to comfort.

Today! is it another day?
The mail man may deliver mail.
The bell rings in the corner chapel.
Your son indulges you a cup of English tea
and a slice of coffee cake.
He smiles divine and greets the early sun
to ray blissful on you, just to blazon,
today is the mother’s day.
And this special day solely belongs to you.

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