Wednesday, 8 October 2025

The burden of an ocean

 

A capsized sails

Dipped in brine

And the pranks 

That waves  carry 

Swells to tatters

Even as the breeze 

Peeks from atop

And hisses to jeers

Emboldened by his escape

The wonted captive

Pilloried amidst the sails

That reigned over shores

And new lands till now

In a happy procession 

Even as slip is a pretence 

Of a novel move 

And in a drought 

The most thoughtful step

Heads towards futility .

Seeds – to be devoured or sown?


Enroute Kolkata 

21.34 hrs

8.10.25

2318

The gluttony for survival

 

The surfeit that rots on platter

The debris of rancid nibbles 

Bought in excess by the doubting glutton

Tempted to stuff beyond his gut can store

Maybe a spice more or a pinch less 

Strewn and flung across like garbage 

Beware: 

One lick has triggered an oozing flow

Flow of an overflowing motherhood

Just within a moment the calf is shoved

Far enough to foil his longest stretch

Compelled by the starvation for his share

Share in what flows entirely for his sake

And close enough to tantalize the udder 


Delhi

2317

21.07 hrs

8.10.25

Saturday, 4 October 2025

The tethered shore

 

The adrift soul arrives with timid pensiveness

On vexed realms of the tethered shore

Fettered with a little leash and tormented

Tormented to acute agony without any respite

The waves writhe amidst a confounding choice

Whether the pain aggravates with strife to break free

Or to surrender to the intolerable affliction

The noose that binds the vessel to the shore is truncated

While the tides it smothers are rather massive

The calf that gives up in infancy grows strapped

Immersed in such thoughts my vessel nears the sand

Fathoming the burden of a buoyant voyage

The damp embers bask in the rubicund dawn

While the crackling pyre springs up to complete the tale

Like the ttwilight of an unending gory dusk

Everytime the sky turns red the mind tries to define

What distinguishes the first sight or the last sigh

Of a scorching vagabond day on a tethered shore

Rishikesh

2316

01.27 hrs

5.10.25


Monday, 15 September 2025

The slide

 

Crumbled to rubble after the slide

I breathe through crushed furrows

My lofty peaks once would touch clouds

The foliage that now is disrobed brutally

Held me together with intertwined strands

It tethered the reckless flow to the paths

And sprouted a chirp in her green palms

The path that once leisurely meandered

Twirling upon the brawn and brown bosom

Now bursts through my soul and gushes past

Amidst the naked and hollow growls

It rains incessantly as if in revenge

After a few thunder strikes and bellows

The trumpet in content is now a shriek of dismay

Then the fall with a thud on the abattoir

 Crashes the complete essence of life

To be tied and walloped , denied the strife

Unable to escape the enticing vile of clever cleaver

All it took the mountain to slide in a pile

Was to trust the innocuous first crawl.

Rudrapur

23.38 hrs

2315

15.9.25


Friday, 12 September 2025

Upon the Ghat

 

The piousness flows incessantly

All across the stationary Ghat

What emanates from the vale

Dips and Drifts through to delta

Only to shower back to the flow

Leaving the garnered silt behind

While the motionless mind besides it

Strives to shrug off the filth

Of collected soles and their debris

The invisible imprints on stone

That remain embossed forever

And the rubble and the crumpled paper

Are silently swept into the flowing prayers

But the bosom still remains depraved

Often capsized in a whirlpool within .

Sometimes when it rains through soul

It moistens the Ghat and fills the crevices

Sometimes it overflows to drench till the gate

Which makes up often for the parched day.

Rishikesh

2314

18.50 hrs

12.9.25


Wednesday, 10 September 2025

सीढ़ी

 

ग़र्क ए आब है हरदम मेरी रूह

यूँ तो मुसलसल झुलसना

भी देता है इक दर्द भरा सुकूँ

उफ़ान पर अक्सर है ये मन मंज़र

शब भर शबनम बरसे निगाह से

फ़िर भी नज़र है हर तरफ़ बंजर.

दुश्वार है वक्त कि तल्ख़हीओं को सहना

धूप में तन्हा सुलगती सीढ़ी के तले

याद में ठंडी आहों का पिघल कर बहना


Sunday, 7 September 2025

पौड़ी

 


जलमग्न निरंतर रह कल कल स्वर श्रवण करती

ले जाती बीच प्रवाह के प्रफुल्लित मन के चरण

ढाढ़स बांधती अपनी बेड़ी से स्वच्छन्द मनोरथ का

साहस ही है करता हर इच्छा का वास्तविक रूप में भरण।

सदैव अद्रित उर पर प्रतिबिम्ब नभ का श्रृंगारित होता

स्वर्णिम रश्मि और व्यथित तिमिर का मिश्रित बिछौना

समान धारा में लीन पूजा पुष्प और विसर्जित चिन्ह

पौड़ी बोध कराये ये जीवन तो है केवल क्षणभँगुर खिलौना।