Sharbaniranjan Kundu Poems
|1.||Moksha - The Salvation!||9/30/2007|
|2.||I Am The Best||10/31/2007|
|3.||Torn Between Mother And Wife||1/29/2008|
|5.||Life's Pleasurable Path||2/12/2008|
|6.||Time To Contemplate||2/13/2008|
|7.||Eternal Scent In The Mind's Heart||4/4/2008|
|8.||Nothing Goes Waste Inthis World||2/24/2009|
|9.||Who I Am Really?||10/7/2009|
|11.||When I See You||10/15/2009|
|12.||One Life Is Enough!||8/31/2007|
|16.||Dear Taslima Look Beyond||9/12/2007|
|19.||The Dust Of Relationship||9/17/2007|
|20.||The First Kiss||10/15/2009|
Comments about Sharbaniranjan Kundu
The Dust Of Relationship
When our mother's sister came to town
we were so happy that our mother's sister
would be close by at hand.
Having grown in this distant place
away from where most relatives lived,
insequirities of cloistered life saw hope
in our aunt's coming to town.
We never imagined that our mother and aunt
being siblings could have deep rooted rivalries
of affection and qualities.
Preoccupation with families and distance
had probably put the dust below the carpet.
When the carpet is being cleaned
the families are getting choked
with the dust of their ...
I was in the portico.
She passed the road by.
A perfect lass.
and tan complexion.
In blue jeans
and a pistachio shirt
with a purse hung from the shoulder